Sinatra - Lyrics by Helmet


Lyrics
I can't move her
Obsessed with protection
This is a bad idea
She needs affection
What, me? Drive around town forced to talk
Pass that church again
Where's a parking spot
It's sinatra's world
She just lives here
I hate everything as much as
I hate me
What's the best for me? She doesn't see me
I don't care
Just move around some and
Fix your stare
I had more fun
Took half the time
Cost three bucks, buy a magazine
What's the best for me?
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