She likes it hot
she likes a tan
she steals my infra fed when I'm gone
oh no can it be
we're heading for a heatwave
Her legs are brown
a trace of rust
she's in love with a MKII deluxe
oh no can it be we're heading for a heatwave
Her hair is bleached like it's been boiled
she browns herself in a sea of olive oil
and I come around and she's relaxing
in the conservatory
1 | Saturday Morning |
2 | Circle |
3 | Sequel |
4 | Flowers Are Red |
5 | Why Do Little Girls |
6 | Six String Orchestra |
7 | Remember When the Music |
8 | Salt And Pepper |
9 | Shooting Star |
10 | Sandy |