Electric Pink Songtext
von The Promise Ring
Electric Pink Songtext
I live on a small street with very small shoes,
but in a big house with a big wardrobe.
I′ve got the whole world in my hands,
it's a small world after all...
And theres not much to say on 5 bucks a day,
and theres no other way
so we′re just hangin around for the weekend to come.
We're all hungry and dumb for Friday...
So yeah, I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
We look like animals 7 days a week.
I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
Im too polite and maybe you're too brief.
Please don′t press that we dress,
high heels and loud shoes are a mess.
Step out with quiet feet,
and now i′m pleased to meet,
meeting is so hard to do when you're dead.
So yeah, I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
We look like animals 7 days a week.
I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
I′m too polite and maybe you're too brief.
Between the weak and eloquent, yeah, are conversations.
Complications go on and on it
ah, I pretend I understand my hands
and the rest are only a test to be paid to be pressed
when we end we will be softly kissed.
So yeah, I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
We look like animals 7 days a week.
I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
I′m too polite and maybe you're too brief.
I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
We look like animals 7 days a week.
Yeah what did you think I would be feeling? Electric pink.
yeah yeah yeah
What did you think I would be feeling? Electric pink.
yeah yeah yeah
Now what did you think I would be feeling? Electric pink.
Electric pink.
I live on a small street steppin out with quiet feet...
but in a big house with a big wardrobe.
I′ve got the whole world in my hands,
it's a small world after all...
And theres not much to say on 5 bucks a day,
and theres no other way
so we′re just hangin around for the weekend to come.
We're all hungry and dumb for Friday...
So yeah, I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
We look like animals 7 days a week.
I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
Im too polite and maybe you're too brief.
Please don′t press that we dress,
high heels and loud shoes are a mess.
Step out with quiet feet,
and now i′m pleased to meet,
meeting is so hard to do when you're dead.
So yeah, I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
We look like animals 7 days a week.
I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
I′m too polite and maybe you're too brief.
Between the weak and eloquent, yeah, are conversations.
Complications go on and on it
ah, I pretend I understand my hands
and the rest are only a test to be paid to be pressed
when we end we will be softly kissed.
So yeah, I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
We look like animals 7 days a week.
I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
I′m too polite and maybe you're too brief.
I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
We look like animals 7 days a week.
Yeah what did you think I would be feeling? Electric pink.
yeah yeah yeah
What did you think I would be feeling? Electric pink.
yeah yeah yeah
Now what did you think I would be feeling? Electric pink.
Electric pink.
I live on a small street steppin out with quiet feet...
Writer(s): Scott M Schoenbeck, Daniel John Didier, Jason P Gnewikow, David S Von Bohlen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com