Some Half Baked Ideal Called Wonderfull Songtext
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Some Half Baked Ideal Called Wonderfull Songtext
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
Mickey wishes he was dead
Draws the sheet across his head
Never felt so alive
Moved him in to share the bed
Turns out he′s sharing her instead
Was it all worthwhile?
Must have been funny, must have been dim
Cut it up and let it all in
Don't want you to go
Just need you to know
Can′t leave the house, he wouldn't dare
Hang this guilty frame with stares
Naked in a fray
I'll be the shortest person there
Oh God, I′m losing all my hair
It won′t suit my style
Must have been funny, must have been dim
Cut it up and let it all in
I don't want you to go
I just need you to know
Do-do-do
Aa-aa-aa, aa-aa-aa, aa-aa-aa, ah
She gave me nothing that I could bear to lose
Aa-aa-aa, ah, ah, ah
And if he reaches for the door
Be sure he′ll touch the wood and pause
Ask me back for more
We'll still shove us down the stairs
Still get in each other′s hair
If there's any left then
Must have been funny, must have been dim
Cut it up and let it all in
I don′t want you to go
I just need you to know
Did you want him to go?
Did you push him to go
Where the other girl lies?
Where does the other girl lie?
Where does she hide?
Where does she hide?
Where does she lie?
Where does she lie?
Where does she lie?
Where does she hide?
Why does she lie?
La-la-la-la
Mickey wishes he was dead
Draws the sheet across his head
Never felt so alive
Moved him in to share the bed
Turns out he′s sharing her instead
Was it all worthwhile?
Must have been funny, must have been dim
Cut it up and let it all in
Don't want you to go
Just need you to know
Can′t leave the house, he wouldn't dare
Hang this guilty frame with stares
Naked in a fray
I'll be the shortest person there
Oh God, I′m losing all my hair
It won′t suit my style
Must have been funny, must have been dim
Cut it up and let it all in
I don't want you to go
I just need you to know
Do-do-do
Aa-aa-aa, aa-aa-aa, aa-aa-aa, ah
She gave me nothing that I could bear to lose
Aa-aa-aa, ah, ah, ah
And if he reaches for the door
Be sure he′ll touch the wood and pause
Ask me back for more
We'll still shove us down the stairs
Still get in each other′s hair
If there's any left then
Must have been funny, must have been dim
Cut it up and let it all in
I don′t want you to go
I just need you to know
Did you want him to go?
Did you push him to go
Where the other girl lies?
Where does the other girl lie?
Where does she hide?
Where does she hide?
Where does she lie?
Where does she lie?
Where does she lie?
Where does she hide?
Why does she lie?
Writer(s): Cerys Matthews, Mark Roberts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com