Kings Of Leon - Aha Shake Heartbreak (2004) by Kings Of Leon (보컬) on maniadb.com

Slow night, so long, she's frenching out the flavour
She's 17, but I done went and plum forgot it
No tears are gone, they're pooling on the table
No tears are gone, they're leaving their mark behind

So far so good, she's absolutely wasted
She's hanging up and changing her story around
I just don't know where leading ladies come from
I just don't know where they can be found

She's opened up just like she really knows me
I hate her face, but enjoy the company
I'll take you home, or back to Oklahoma
You're not so nice, but the sex sells so cheap

Rise and shine all you gold-digging mothers
Are you too good to tango with the poor, poor boys?

Rise and shine all you gold-digging mothers

He's so the purity, a shaving and a mourning
And standing on a pigeon toe in his disarray
Straight in the picture pose, he's coming around to meet you
And screaming like a battle cry, it's more if I stay

Me and your cold, driving in the snow
Let the good times roll, let the good times roll
Cowgirl king of the rodeo
Let the good times roll, let the good times roll

How dare you come to me like Withnail for a favor
Ah hold on, not my fairy tale you're trying to start
Take off your overcoat, you're staying for the weekend
And swaying like a smokey grey, a drink in the park

Me and your cold, driving in the snow
Let the good times roll, let the good times roll
Cowgirl king of the rodeo
Let the good times roll, let the good times roll

Good time to roll on

Aha shake
Taper jean girl with a motel face
Aha shake
Bury your eyes in a secret place
Aha shake
Black as night on a Summer day

Cunts watch their bodies
No room for make up
I think he's tasted
Tasted the watcher

Heartbreak
Knockin' 'em down like the 7th grade
Heartbreak
Cigarettes and songs with a winter's chafe
Heartbreak
Keep like my daughter and a run away

Cunts watch their bodies
No room for make up
I think he's tasted
Tasted the watcher

Aha shake
Tapered jean girl kills me

Cunts watch their bodies
No room for make up
I think he's tasted
Tasted the watcher

Pistol of fire
Pistol of fire
Pistol of fire
Shatter the frame

Go hug your sister
Go love your sister
Go hug your sister
One and the same

Aiyah
Where did you want to take me?
Aiyah
Where did you want to go?
Aiyah
Wrapping up the morning's coming
Aiyah
Home before the rooster crows

I feel the water
Out in the cool grass
Down in the meadow
Under the tree

It's gonna tickle
You're gonna giggle
It's gonna tickle
Tickle for free

Aiyah
Where did you want to take me?
Aiyah
Where did you want to go?
Aiyah
Wrapping up the morning's coming
Aiyah
Home before the rooster crows

Salty leave
Salty leave
Tell me the one about the friend you knew
And the last good night that we toasted too
Salty leave

Stay for me
Stay for me
We drank wine in the matinee
And the spotlight showed what I chased away
Stay for me

She saw my comb over
Her hourglass body
She has problems with drinking milk
And being school tardy
She'll loan you her toothbrush
She'll bartend your party

Kill me
Kill me
I called and I called, but I can't get through
Said he's on his own, but his own is you
Kill me

She saw my comb over
Her hourglass body
She has problems with drinking milk
And being school tardy
She'll loan you her toothbrush
She'll bartend your party

I'll be the one to show you the way
You'll be the one to always complain
Three in the morning come-a bang bang bang
All out of fags and I just can't wait
Cancel the thing that I said I'd do
I don't feel comfortable talkin' to you
'Less you got the zipper fixed on my shoe
Then I'll be in the lobby drinking for two

Eighteen
Balding
Star
Golden
Falling
Hard*

Look at the shakies
What's with the blush?
Fresh off the plane in my fuzzy rush
Everyone's gathered to idolize me
I hate the way you talk your Japanese scream
It's been too long since I left the shed
You kick the bucket and I'll swing my legs
Always remember the pact that we made
Too young to die but old isn't great

Eighteen
Balding
Star
Golden
Falling
Hard*

I'm-a gonna show the way
I'm-a gonna show the way
I'm-a gonna show the way

Eighteen
Balding

I used to see you every day
I used to see you every day
I danced around your folk and soul
I danced to all your fucking soul
I left you with your nose a bleedin'
And your toes creepin' around
Ah, so mundane and incomplete
Hand me down my pants and get me off this street

I'm passed out in your garden
I'm in, I can't get off so soft
I'd pop myself in your body
I'd come into your party, but I'm soft

Behind the fringe of a whiskey high
Mutilating cat like eyes
And in your nose blood decadence
You try to drag me into your bohemian dancing
You paint my fingers and you paint my toes
You let your perfect nipple show

I'm passed out in your garden
I'm in, I can't get off so soft
I'd pop myself in your body
I'd come into your party, but I'm soft
But I'm soft

I'm passed out in your garden
I'm in, I can't get off so soft
I'd pop myself in your body
I'd come all over your party, but I'm soft

Just like the girlies back at corner stone
Wash my bugle boy a watching my throne
Sweet mutilations of a sold to nothing man
Lord, have mercy, shake is falling through your hand

Razz the kid

Because you love me, I'm the chosen one
These are the days to not be having no fun
I listen back to what you told me before
Just tell me where to come, I'll knock down the door

Razz the kid

Toss me a breath when you hold me down
Hot like a razor on my face
Something's growing that don't help me now
Paging the doctor, just in case

Low and behold things are killing me
Silly expectation of a dream
Girls are gonna love the way I toss my hair
Boys are gonna hate the way I seem

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Peach Christmas lights spitting German ling
Feels like a fast or homeless sleep
At least there's a record that I love to play
Dreaming about a place I'll never see

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Betty, Betty, Annie is a praying
Baby, with a man like a lung
Smell her crying fighting back a fever
Mad as hell give up

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old blues

Hot men don't take no nonsense
he stood, too ready to fight
he got a black buckle
I remember the fire in his eyes

You with your switchblade posse
I'll get my guns from the side (south)
we'll take to the yard like a cock fight
4 kicks, who's struttin now?

(whats this bit folks? something about a razor)
but there ain't shit else to do
she's a lovin on the boy from the city
I'll be lovin him under my shoe..

Walking like you're stuck in velvet snow
Walking like you're stuck in velvet snow
Start in on your story and I'll go
Walking like you're stuck in velvet snow

Glowing 'cause you're sweating on our floor
Glowing 'cause you're sweating on our floor
Dancing like you'll never dance no more
Glowing 'cause you're sweating on our floor

And then you go
And when you go
You get to going way too fast and I'm so slow
Turn out the lights
'Cause she's a coming to fight
And then she'll go

Death row smoking getting to your face
Death row smoking getting to your face
Showing off your something shaved and lacy
Death row smoking getting to your face

And then you go
And when you go
You get to going way too fast and I'm so slow
Turn out the lights
'Cause she's a coming to fight
And then she'll go

Little Jo, she warned me not to call you
Stoked that you were carrying some bad news
Leave it up to me and I'll just drown you
Out into the city where you came from

On the plane, on the plane
Off to see the city girls again
Only bringing what to carry on
So that you know I won't be long
Dripping beards as cold as hell
And the motherfuckers gonna go to jail

Honestly, I can see
The giggling virgin overlooking me
Time to put together what they say
Although it wouldn't matter anyway
Dripping beards as cold as hell
And the motherfuckers gonna go to jail

This rememo is set for home
It's personal, but they need to know

I'm overdue another round
To gain control and take me down
You're all tied up as you should be
And I'll be cutting out naturally
Dripping beards as cold as jail
And the motherfuckers gonna go to hell

This rememo is set for home
It's personal, but they need to know