Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fillet Mignon , by - Cosmo Pyke. Song from the album A Piper For Janet, in the genre ДжазRelease date: 17.01.2021
Record label: Pykrete
Song language: English
Fillet Mignon |
| At best your soul |
| Would never, would never let me get so close |
| And never let me get in |
| So close to you |
| Now I’m lazy on a sunny, sunny, sunny afternoon |
| Because you, you took me in (yeah you did) |
| With arms of air, arms of aid that made sense and a |
| Not again, she stays in a |
| Knot again, yeah she stays in now |
| But, a knot again yeah |
| Yeah she stays in now |
| Yeah she stays in now |
| But she’s a Taurus, almost |
| Like she’s just like me |
| She’s two thousand, I’m a nineties baby (yeah) |
| I meant to call her |
| It was our regime |
| She made fillet mignon, fillet mignon, fillet mignon for me |
| She’s just lost in this place and it seems like someone you made |
| Like someone you might forget |
| These days they come and they go but I know I’ll be longing for your kiss |
| Steady lost, lost in your eye, and blame it on me |
| And I get by |
| I said that several days, serve several frights |
| And it’s hard to find no better |
| I said that, my old man is making me mad |
| And I forgot you’re old and then again… |
| She gets so… |
| When you took me out and |
| Harm was made from this pressure, from this precious bout |
| And a knot again yeah she stays in now |
| And not again yeah she stays in, yeah she sways in now |
| These dreams in august, they fall from the tree |
| These dreams I thought of, they don’t mean nothing to me |
| But now I’m falling |
| And I’m stuck for belief |
| She made fillet mignon, fillet mignon, fillet mignon for, for, for me |
| She’s just lost in this place and it seems like someone you made |
| Like someone you might forget |
| These days they come and they go but I know I’ll be longing for your kiss |
| Steady lost, lost in your eye, and blame it on me |
| I wish I could get a handle of what’s mine at all |
| I’m runnin' around with the next things |
| I wish I could get a handle of what’s mine if at all |
| I’m runnin' 'round and I can’t 'fford |
| To break down, my town is just getting me untied |
| Tried to keep me so vacant — and untied |
| I’m untied |
| Cause I wish that I could |
| Just get a handle of what’s mine if at all |
| I’m runnin', I’m runnin' and I can’t 'fford |
| To break down, my town is just getting me untied |
| Try to keep me oh so vacant |
| I’m runnin', I’m runnin' I’m runnin', I’m runnin', I’m runnin', and I wish |
| That I could get a who’s that of what’s mine If at all |
| I’m runnin' 'round with the next ting |
| Cause I wish I could just get a |
| Just get a handle of what’s mine if at all |
| I’m runnin', I’m runnin', I’m runnin', I’m runnin', I’m runnin', I’m runnin', |
| I’m runnin', I’m runnin' around for |
| Runnin' around with the next thing |
| Runnin' around with the next thing |