Bougainvillea on the vine, a troll is singing Patsy Clinehead
You're back against the wall
Cigarettes and chlorine, midnight at the marquee
Yeah, you kissed me in the hall
And I gave up on you
Calling me up a drink or three a go
Oh, I know that you won't
But I hope you do
And that's just me, you know
Oh, I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go
Getting drunk in the afternoon
Red wine and blue
Close my eyes so I can hear
The words you whispered in my ear on the balcony
Your floor picking up my dress
And your heart beating on my chest
Does your bed feel like me?
Yeah, I gave up on you
Calling me up a drink or three a go
Yeah, I know that you won't
But I hope you do
And that's just me, you know
Oh, I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go
Getting drunk in the afternoon
Red wine and blue
disgusting
Cigarettes and chlorine, midnight at the marquee
Did I dream us up in my mind?
Did I dream us up in my mind?
Yeah, I gave up on you
Calling me up
A dream, a dream ago
Oh, I know that you won't
But I hope you do
And that's just me, you know
Oh, I'm all dressed up
Nowhere to go
Guess I'm still hung up on you
Red wine and blue
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh