the fish
lyrics (from intellectual)
Narrate those little talk shows
Showing ar-a-a-art
What are they trying to paint?
She was lying there awake
Give me glamour, Clara Bow
Give out books you didn't read
Give me lover boys to love
Give me pills so I can sleep
Where's my goodnight telephone?
Dial tone
The rain knows
Something you don't
About ar-a-a-art
What're you doing up late
You're still lying there awake
Give me glamour, Clara Bow
Give out books you didn't read
Give me lover boys to love
Give me pills so I can sleep
Where's my goodnight telephone
From that boy, I saw last week?