Your carpet is blue so that it matches your shoes It's the way the drains smoke in New York and it's in everything you do You bashed your head and I found something to do I made up memories about me and you
It's like playing with your food, it's like playing with your food It's like playing with your food
That can be arranged, she said, that can be arranged That can be arranged, she said, that can be arranged
When I see litter on the streets, I think of you It's the way you talk in two's, and it's whatever I fell through How many radiators have you got on in your house Do they make you feel warm at night?
Do they tell you what to do? Do they tell you what to do? Do they tell you what to do?
That can be arranged, she said, that can be arranged That can be arranged, she said, that can be arranged
That can be arranged, that can be arranged That can be arranged, that can be arranged
Your carpet is red, so that it matches your hair It's the way the neon buzzes in Las Vegas, yeah
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