Lyrics Joy - Jockstrap

Joy

I want our babies in the city, maybe
Why don’t we lay down under a yew?
Look up and tell me what you think
Of me
With those wishing time of you
Pair of drops and sleighs, why
Once it happened in a warm hidings-place
Number two why don’t you pass?
You don’t dance enough
You were easy for me, too
Why don’t we lay down under a yew?
Oh, flowers
In my dreams I’m here for hours
Tending flute
Lord, quit the silence
I wanna get married
I wanna get married
Are you coming?
Talk to me, say something
Are you coming?
I wanna get married
Are you coming?
Talk to me
Are you coming?
Ha?
Miss Dior?
I don’t care anymore
Kiss me, fuck me, make a martini
Playing hard to get
When can you and I get to know each other?
Let’s be lovers
Gimme a kiss?