Bee-Sting The Wombats
Letra da música "Bee-Sting"
Jumping like a dog on prozac and fishing with dynamite
I thought that I was in the green but it turns red every time
You drive me crazier than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I ought to be
Oh put your best dress on better make it black
I'm going out but i'm not coming back
Hit by a lightening bolt now there's tire marks on the street
I think quite like this tune but couldn't you find a bigger beat
You drive me crazier than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I ought to be
Oh put your best dress on better make it black
I'm going out but i'm not coming back
I'm not coming back
I don't know where I fit anymore
I snapped the key when I tried to lock the door
The canyons are up in flame and England's misspelt my name
I don't know where I fit anymore
You drive me crazier than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I wanna be
Oh put your best dress on better make it black
I'm going out but i'm not coming
You drive me crazier than a wingless bee
You drive me crazier than I wanna be
Oh put your best dress on better make it black
I'm going out but i'm not coming back
I'm not coming back
I'm not coming back
compositores da letra: Blake Preston Harnage, Matthew Edward Murphy, Micah Rayan Premnath
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