Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Carpetbaggers, artist - Harlem Shakes. Album song Burning Birthdays, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Carpetbaggers |
You say all these baggers are just sleight of the hand |
I can blow them once they’d scatter like sand |
And you treat me like some young Italian |
Kissing napes of necks while I steal medallions |
Crash my moped into your fence |
And leave all your lawn to crawl in your vents |
Just to watch you sit there watchin some TV |
I’m a real charmer for sex acts |
I can have it here in this vent |
I’ll be your ex-lover |
Your sister, your brother to torrment |
You got me so easy |
You got me so hard |
Your life is like museums |
My life you’re just art |
Oh baby come caress me |
So I won’t turn blind |
Now I’d sell you for some dumb luck |
And a dime-filled jar |
And when all my words fall by your feet |
And you laugh at me while I dream in streets |
Would you still take two just to local color |
But your purse won’t hold your outfit together |
Now you’re bound to take the love that I found |
And you peck at roots dug up from the ground |
And I sit here freezin' |
Feelin' up nothing |
We can get drunk at the movies |
We can get drunk in my room |
I’ll be your ex-lover |
Your sister, the brother you’ll bring doom |
You got me so easy |
You got me so hard |
Your love is like surgery |
My love is like scars |
Oh baby on the Red Sea |
We took him by fire |
Now I’d sell you for a raincoat |
Before a fight |
They’ll knock you out now don’t you let them |
Reaching your mouth taking your tears |
Now carpetbaggers don’t you let them |
We love this life spent in tender youth |