Lyrics Tarantulove - Hawksley Workman

Tarantulove

You ain’t been sexin' kitten
But now you’re screamin'
Your bare feet dancin' crazy
In shards of wine-glasses
The picture’s blurry-blue
What the hell’s got into you?
Tarantulove
The yellow fringe is frayin'
You pull the top down
Your clothes cling tightly to your
Body when it’s rainin'
I, hungry, smitten, I
What’ve you been bitten by?
Tarantulove
Tarantulove
Came the times
I want to hold you
Walk the line 'til all
That’s feeling sad
That’s feeling sad
That’s feeling sad
That’s feeling sad
That’s feeling sad
Well, I’m no doctor, baby
But I know what’s good for me
It’s just like chocolate fingers
On bed-side saucers
How do you describe the pain?
Here’s what I’m prescribin', babe
Tarantulove
Tarantulove
Tarantulove
Oh, Tarantulove
Oh, Tarantulove
Oh, Tarantulove
Oh, Tarantulove
Oh, you’re blue, blue
When the tide is over
Tarantulove
Oh, Tarantulove
Oh, you’re blue, you’re blue
Blue, blue
Tarantulove
Tarantulove
Tarantulove
Tarantulove
Oh, Tarantu-rantu-love
Tarantulove
Oh
Tarantulove