Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Bumps, artist - David Byrne.
Date of issue: 14.03.2004
Song language: English
The Bumps |
I could never be a professional lover |
I don’t even know what to say |
It doesn’t really matter I’m drunk or I’m sober |
Talkin' only gets in the way |
But I ride in the middle of the road |
Traffic all around me |
I’ve got a language of my own |
Ridin' in the back of the van waitin' for the show to begin |
Hittin' all the bumpity-bumps |
Feelin' it go thumpity-thump |
Tappin' on the window outside |
Now are they gonna let us tonight? |
All the pretty girls have their own special language |
Anyone can see that they do |
What do they mean when they whisper sweet nothings |
Keepin' all their boyfriends confused? |
But I don’t have no reason or no rhyme |
None of them could find me |
Feel like I’ve practiced all my life |
Nothin' ever happens on time, waitin' for the show is all |
Ride in the middle of the road |
Traffic swirls around me |
I have got a language of my own |
I don’t know what to do with my hands, I never had a very good plan |
Now the band is starting to play |
I can sorta hear it okay |
Now I can feel the music inside |
Wanted, wanted, wanted tonight |
I ride in the middle of the road |
Traffic all around me |
I have got a lanugage of my own |
Any little music will do |
Listen for a minute or two |
Hittin' all the bumpity-bumps |
Feelin' it go thumpity-thump |
Tappin' on the window outside |
Now are we gonna go for a ride? |