Lloyd Cole - Tell Your Sister Lyrics
Ive got a little piece of paper with your name written on itGot a head full of attitude and nowhere to put itTell me why dont you come down to rue morgue avenueWhy dont you come downSoil your pretty feet on the dirty ground of rue morgue avenueWell theres a chapel on the corner where Im doing my cryingTheres a limit to my patience, what dya say fay lets get marriedDown on rue morgue avenueThey say the world keeps on turning, and everything remains the sameWell my hearts burning and I say everything must changeWhy dont you come down to rue morgue avenueWhy dont you come downSoil your pretty feet on the dirty ground of rue morgue avenueRue morgue avenueRita mae, tell your sister shes unkindTell your sister well, I dont mindTell your sister, shes got mineWhy dont you come downSoil your pretty feet on the dirty groundI got a four letter word, starts with the letter lCant bring myself to say it cause its making my life hellWhy dont you come down to rue morgue avenuecause Ive been drinking all night and all dayJust trying to picture your sweet faceDown on rue morgue avenueDown on rue morgue avenueDown on rue morgue avenueRita mae, tell your sister shes unkindTell your sister well, I dont mindTell your sister, she knows where, where I lieDown on rue morgue avenueDown on rue morgue avenueDown on...Down on rue morgue avenueDown on rue morgue avenue
