Lyrics Little Cream Soda - The White Stripes

Little Cream Soda

Well, every highway that I go down seems to be longer than the last one that I
knew about
Oh, well
Yeah, and every girl that I walk around seems to be more of an illusion than
the last one that I found
Oh, well
And this old man in front of me, wearing canes and ruby rings, is like a tangy
explosion when he sings
With every chance to set himself on fire he just ends up doing the same thing
Well, each beautiful thing I come across tells me to start moving and shake
this riddle off
Oh, well
And there was a time when all I wanted was my ice cream cone and a little cream
soda
Oh, well, oh, well
And a wooden box and alley full of rocks was all I had to care about
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well
Now my mind is filled with rubber tires and forest fires and whether
I’m a liar and lots of other situations where I don’t know what to do at which
time
God screams to me «There's nothing left for me to tell you»
«Nothing left for me to tell you»
«Nothing left»
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well
Oh, well
Oh, well, oh, well, oh, well
Oh, well