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