Islands
Don't Call Me Whitney, Bobby lyrics
Songwriters: Thorburn, Nicholas Shanah
Bones, bones, brittle little bones
It's not the milk you seek
It's the sun you need
And the sleek, sleek skeleton I hold
Where are the hidden folds
Where is the meat? Did you eat it?
Total void tells me stories
Sometimes they make me sorry
But I need another, I need another
Sugar dumpling muffin, baby
This world is going crazy
I think I'm through listening to you
Bones bones brittle little bones
Its not the milk you seek
Its just the sun you need
And the sleek sleek skeleton I hold
Where are the hidden folds
Where is the meat? Did you eat it?
Gonna make some plans wait and see
Turn it off, turn me on
Open your eyes look around you
Fuck what you heard
You were lied to, sweetheart
Sick body part, sick heart
Sweet body part
Bones, bones, brittle little bones
It's not the milk you seek
It's the sun you need
And the sleek, sleek skeleton I hold
Where are the hidden folds
Don't Call Me Whitney, Bobby lyrics © Songs For Beans
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