Bear Hands — Sickly Brunette lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Sickly Brunette" by Bear Hands.
Lyrics
Victim of a peeping tom I said
I found him and the flash was on Fit my child with designer eyes
So she can look good in her advertisement
A sickly brunette asleep in my bed
Victim of a peeping tom I said
I found him and the flash was on Look my child in the eye some time
Cause you know she can dance and dine
A sickly brunette asleep in my bed
Bad credit no credit infection forget it A sickly brunette
What I say now
It spreads through the ground
Hand in her till kids don’t sit still
And what I say now
It spreads through the ground
Hand in her till kids don’t sit still