Pineapple Tuesday Songtext
von The Jazz Butcher Conspiracy

I′m standing here with my head in my hands
I put it there 'coz I′m tired
Drinking vodka and Gatorade
Swaying to the rhythm that the Gators made
Down by Beethoven Street staring at the passersby
Then there was you
Then there was you


Just keep driving
You know it's got to be someplace here
And I've got plenty of time
Oh, people round here just don′t have no lane discipline
And then there was you
Then there is you

Chorus:

And I don′t wanna let you go
I don't wanna let you go
But it′s Tuesday

Been there, done that (x 6)

Chorus (x2)