Lulu Songtext
von Jackson Macintosh

Tickled by a sort of truth I thought I′d get the phone and call you
I was waiting in a room you're on your way but something stalled you
My pack of Peter Jackson Blacks are
On a stack of old New Yorkers (ohhhh)
You don′t pick up so I light up and
Forget what I meant to tell you (ohhhh)
(Just gimme a second)


You swept in like a broom, the dust makes way for Lulu
I've been hiding in my room,
You walked around like no one knew you (ohhhh)
(Ohhhh)
Everybody's got a weakness and I think that I′ve found mine
Everybody′s got a weakness and I think that I've found mine
(Ohh)
Everybody′s got a weakness and I think that I've found mine
Everybody′s got a weakness and I think that I've found mine
(Ohhh)
Everybody′s got a weakness and I think that I've found mine
Everybody's got a weakness and I think that I′ve found mine