Lyrics:
The kitchen table ain't for business, I wish you'd put the bills where they go
I guess you'd need an invitation to the backyard to see that it needs mowin'
He's gonna sleep in them cowboy boots
On that couch tonight
I'm gonna sit at that kitchen table
With a bottle of wine
I'm gonna search that
across your kitchen table
And I've loved you darling from a thousand miles away
Oh and I'm still standing here and I've got reasonable fears
All
bananas in a coffee cup and I fed you there at the kitchen table
Crows outside complaining about the finer points of local politics
Strange wind all full
I used to believe that things would change but here we go again
Riding a spinning carousel, this circle never ends
This kitchen table has seen it
i sat the kitchen table and watched the sky grow lighter by the minute
it had been a long time since i'd seen the dawn
at one end of the sky,
around his neck and the kitchen table turned on it's side
died. Just a rope around his neck
And the kitchen table turned on it's side
the phosphor shines
Green flashlights from the sea
Our nets were full of soft shells
Our hearts were free from toil
And we made love on the kitchen table
There's aniseed and you're
Laced with kisses
The morning comes with the blackbird song
We find our keys on the kitchen table
And forget what's done
This
Here we are, quiet at your kitchen table
With courtesy to little pet peeves
Napkins on laps strands pulled back
I hang the scarf and my mom's
to go
I might fuck her on the kitchen table
At her crib in the Hamptons
I might lay her down gently
I might slam her
I might even fuck around
And the kitchen table turned on its side
You're really good at all that stuff
The nuts and bolts of living
Curtains, blinds and kitchen tables
I've got no time for dates and plans
No I'm too
ready to eat
Couch kitchen table not even the bedroom floor (I think)
I just want a table for two (Table for two)
I wanna taste your wine (Ooh ooh)
Your
that's on the watch
Got a goon on paper too
Yeah, that goon is punchin' clocks
Powder on the kitchen table
Powder on the counter top
She's a natural
tripping I'm just tryna get inside em
Deep Sea Diving
And I'm just happy that a n**** made it
And I'm able to put food on my kitchen table
Life is crazy,
drugs from my grandma kitchen table (what?)
F&n put a hole in him like a bagel (like boom)
Four in the mornin’, I’m servin’ crackheads (ooh)
Brought
got me drowning in, drowning in these
Now you cleared out all your stuff
With your dad and a moving truck
Left a note on the kitchen table
Saying,
of these halls, oh
Hear what can start with a whisper
And what if that kitchen table gets a wreck
Yeah plates crashing down with my breath on your neck
Da God]
[Tommy Whispers]
Now Barbara need to stop
Always at the kitchen table, lighting up the rocks
While her daughter sit and watch
Cuz her
the kitchen table, 2 the bedroom floor
[Choryous:]
Oo Oo, baby that's my body call'n ya name
Oo Oo, and baby that's ya body do'n the same
So act right,
need it
Jade girl throws the needles
To the bottom of the sea
I don't mend at all
I don't mend at all
From across the kitchen table
Staggering
hurt you, darling, no
We were too young (ooh-ah)
We were too young (ooh-ah)
We were too young
Face to face at the kitchen table
This is everything
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