Oh Whoa
Stupid girl stumbling down the stairs
Pumpkin pie dress and paper in her hair
Looks like those clouds raining on the lawn
Run to the fog that is where you belong
Oh and I don't care about anything
' cause you're my lover now
No I don't care about anything
' cause you're my lover now
Why don't I try to worry something up on that wall
How come you never come looking for me when I call
Whoa I would I would
Whoa aw and I don't care about anything
' cause you're my lover now
Let's go south where there's no one to punch
We'll just look at the woods
And now talk very much
And the girls in the bathroom and the boys at the truck
They won't see us
They won't see us
They won't see us
Woo
You're My Lover Now - The Teeth
