Lips - Baxter Dury
Lyrics by:Baxter Dury
Composed by:Baxter Dury/Mike More
Produced by:Baxter Dury/Mike More
I was the price of being young
Tie me up for dark love
Shiver down my empty spine
I was the price of being young
I think her lips are close to mine
Her eyes are loosely gone
Painted nails have fallen off
I think her lips are close to mine
But I hope there's sugar in your tea
And I'll grow my hair right now
Prison don't seem fair right now
I hope there's sugar in your tea
I was the price of being young
Tie me up for dark love
Shiver down my empty spine
I was the price of being young