The Stills — Of Montreal lyrics

Lyrics

The falling freon
Is turning me on It drips on the street
The sun cries from the heat
I love feeling beat
Kiss the lipstick on your teeth
Friends gettin old
We all dig for gold
The crumbs and pieces
A dead mouse in the sink
Are turning me on Are turning me on The night so happy
The bass drum heavy
The photo glossy
The people pretty
Turning me on Turning me on turning me on Are turning me on…
Ooohhh