On the way home
I can hear the sound
of the popping of her Saliva Bubbles
I move in the night so high
I don't want to come down
I got to find a brown-eyed girl
That likes blonde boys with lies
Lies that light up those eyes
So we sit here for a while
And we take our very time
There she comes talking to me
But she's not quite what I'm asking
Oh, got to get out
I disappear
I disappear from here
On the way home I can hear the sound
So we turned and got ourselves back
Yeah, we were all looking for a cat
But she was a big, fat cat in fact
Yeah no thanks, not sure about that
And I see her once again
She lurks behind a corner
That tattoo on her left shoulder
Keeps me from falling right over
It's a trap
I disappear
I disappear from here
I disappear
I disappear from here
On the way home
I can hear the sound
of the popping of her Saliva Bubbles
And I cant stop wondering
due the pretty girls see me as I see
Oh no!
Oh, got to get out
I disappear
I disappear from here
Oh, got to get out
I disappear
I disappear from here
On the way home
I can hear the sound
of the popping of her Saliva Bubbles
On the way home
I can hear the sound
of the popping of her Saliva Bubbles

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