Good Taste - The Inbreds
I would like to know what you
Would like to see me for
I'll dream up some excuse
And tack it to the door
In the interest of good taste
You should let things lie
I see her stand in my doorway
But she won't let me by
Perfume kings cut their machines
Manufacturing your scent
I can flip through magazines
With no danger of regret
In the interest of good taste
You should let things lie
I see her stand in my doorway
But she won't let me by
Aaaah
Aaaah
Aaaah
Aaaah
I would like to know what you
Would like to see me for
I'll dream up some excuse
And I'll tack it to the door
In the interest of good taste
You should let things lie
I see her stand in my doorway
But she won't let me hide