| | Bottom Drawer Lyrics Artist(Band):The Wolfgang Press
Stop wearing my socks. I'm not your mother. I can't be bothered. You say you don't think I'm funny anymore So you put my face in the bottom drawer. You keep your eyes for the boy next door. I don't call that funny anymore Just catch a mirror Find out who's lonesome. My suit is fine, I'm not a D.J. You say you found it. I say you lost it. I say you know why I can't find it. I know what you've been saying. Yes I know where the kitchen sink is. You're making eyes at the boy next door. I don't call that funny anymore. Woman me and I hold my eyes And I keep it sane but I don't know why. Keep going time. keep going questions. My eyes have seen my own mess. I know why the beedrooms stinking. My house is full of strangers. I'm not making for the boy next door. So keep your pants in the bottom drawer. It's coming to you. It's coming to you. It's coming to you. It's riding to you. Here it comes on two brown legs. If you find some error in Bottom Drawer Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to suesdisposable@sbcglobal.net for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Bottom Drawer The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "The Wolfgang Press" Music | |
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