Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Milkshake n' Honey, artist - Sleater-Kinney. Date of issue: 01.05.2000
Song language: English
Milkshake n' Honey |
| 14 Rue de Savoy |
| That’s where the flat was let |
| We shacked up in Paris two days after we had met |
| Eighteen bars of the sonata and you were mine |
| This music gig doesn’t pay that well |
| But the fans are alright |
| Darling, come home |
| I can’t take the apartment alone |
| You left your beret behind |
| And your croissant is getting cold |
| Visa, MasterCard |
| Discovered that I was spent |
| Took my heart, my best jeans |
| And left me with paying the rent |
| A user, abuser, a loser |
| But I didn’t care |
| I’ve always been a guy with a sweet tooth |
| And that girl was just like a king-sized candy bar |
| Pick up the phone |
| Meet me at the Sorbonne |
| You keep turning me on |
| With those French words I can’t pronounce |
| Milkshake n' honey, yeah |
| Milkshake n' honey, yeah |
| Milkshake n' honey, yeah |
| (Ma petite, comment ca va?) |
| Milkshake n' honey, yeah |
| (Ma petite, comment ca va?) |
| Milkshake n' honey, yeah |
| Milkshake n' honey, yeah |
| Milkshake n' honey, yeah |
| Milkshake n' honey, yeah |