Nonfiction

Lyrics
[Verse 1] I don't know my telephone number But you kiss good and I'd like to see you tomorrow I don't beg, babe, I pay, I don't barter And if we had a child, I'd like a son, not a daughter [Refrain] No, she'd be just like you You know that will not do [Verse 2] I'm no builder, I'm no gardener I sing some songs, have a friend who's a photographer There ain't no other language I know how to speak Some like their water shallow, I like mine deep [Refrain] So very deep Tied to the bottom with a noose around my feet [Chorus] Clouds conspire Above my head I overheard them Say, "I wish he was dead" Today the sunset It burned my eyes In the next room I hear someone cry [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] See, I like to dress up like the jury To eat like a king, to poke fun at the clergy Talk like dirt, to love you like tar But never fall in too fast with my, my north star [Refrain] No, no, no, no, no While you pull your hair out, I buy the drinks at the bar [Chorus] Clouds conspire Above my head I overheard them, what'd they say? Say, "I wish he was dead" Today the sunset It burned my eyes And in the next room I hear someone cry
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Credits
- Writers
- Chris Robinson
- Rich Robinson