Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Quiet, artist - Jump Little Children. Album song The Licorice Tea Demos, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 11.06.1995
Record label: EZ Chief, Jump Two
Song language: English
Quiet |
She came in the back door with |
Her heart on her sleeve |
If I had even noticed would’ve asked her to leave |
But I was too far away from the scene of the crime |
Just me and a cup of hot sleepytime |
Reading the latest biography |
Hoping that it might be someone like me |
Just to find me a way out of my head |
But let’s forget all that, cause it’s time for bed |
She came in the back door with her heart in her hand |
And she’s quiet as the old dusty baby grand |
And I’m half asleep in the candlelight |
That hot cup of tea did me just right |
She’s slipping around through open doors |
Two white socks on the hardwood floors |
She sat herself down behind the keys |
She played and she played as loud as she pleased |
Whoever you are you’ve gone to far |
Cause I need my precious peace and |
Quiet |
Open wide and you come inside |
To disturb my precious peace and |
Quiet |
I love the way that you play |
But I need my precious peace and |
Quiet |
I’d kick you out with my scream and shout |
But I just can’t seem to do it |
So I jumped out of bed with my heart in my throat |
And I picked up my heels so I could get your goat |
Cause I remember the last time you did this trick |
You had me spooking around with a candlestick |
Peace and quiet that’s what I had |
But you can’t help being bad |
Through the back door with your heart in your hand |
You take your favorite seat behind the baby grand |
She came in the back door with her heart on a string |
She kicked off the dust and she made it sing |
And I’m down the stairs in a squint of an eye |
Just to see what’s up and see just why |
Someone busted down my back door |
And snuck across the kitchen floor |
And is playing a tune while I’m counting sheep |
It sure is pretty but I can’t sleep |
Who do you think you are?(x12) |
She came in the back door with her |
Heart on her sleeve |
If I had even noticed would’ve asked her to leave |
But I was too far away from the scene of the crime |
Just me and a cup of hot sleepytime |
Reading the latest biography |
Hoping that it might be someone like me |
Just to find me a way out of my head |
But let’s forget all that cause it’s time for bed |