Lyrics Good Stuff - Clor

Good Stuff

And coming out of my mouth
Into your eyes, not once but twice
And choosing the others, I always lie
Forever yielding
You should have seen your face
Can you imagine how I must appear
And let me do it for you
And let me do it for me
And let me do me some more
Your good stuff
Oh, let me do me some more
Your good stuff
Help me out with my hair
How I have come to resemble those things you like
No naked seams are here
No happy faces
Guided by stellar forces
And let me do it for you
And let me do it for me
And let me do me some more
Your good stuff
Oh, let me do me some more
Your good stuff
Terrible and banal
We are the cocktails
And we drink them, all night
Out through a curly straw
Let’s suck our poisonous juices
Aw, that’s good
And let me do it for you
And let me do it for me
And let me do me some more
Your good stuff
Oh, let me do me some more
Your good stuff