Lyrics:
Daddy's in the junk shop
Alley babe
Tryin' to some that stuff
I said
I can't believe it (ooh give it up)
Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah
I got
Junk shop clothes
Will get you nowhere
They're out of season
It's betrayal with no treason
Junk shop clothes
Will get you...
There is one
Junk shop clothes
Will get you nowhere
They're out of season
It's betrayal with no treason
Junk shop clothes
Will get you...
There is one
the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top
Detention hall, name on the wall and
Locker dent
Never mind the withered words of
Encouragement
junk shop
And I brought it home to you
Along the way the colors ran
The orange bled the blue
Found a rug in an old junk shop
I brought it home to you
different
With your eyes closed
Things sound different in the dark
Now she's a picture a junk shop box
You'll be a picture in a junk shop
Ahh
It's sonic
a rug
In an old junk shop
And I brought it home to you
Along the way the colors ran
The orange bled the blue
The sting of reason
The splash
a rug
In an old junk shop
And I brought it home to you
Along the way the colors ran
The orange bled the blue
The sting of reason
The splash
a rug
In an old junk shop
And I brought it home to you
Along the way the colors ran
The orange bled the blue
The sting of reason
The splash
a rug
In an old junk shop
And I brought it home to you
Along the way the colors ran
The orange bled the blue
The sting of reason
The splash
truck stop side show out of a van
Rhinestone lunchbox ashtray junk shop key chain hitting the fan
[Chorus]
Elvis on velvet, don't know why it makes
I said "Hey brown girl I seen tears through the window of the junk shop downtown"
Selling trinkets from your far off homeland, did the Promise land
driver
And he lay down and thought about the whole night
And he looked up at the photo that he bought at a junk shop
It was only fifty cents but he
you what these things mean to me
This is home.
The place I threw my guts up outside the old wine bar,
The junk shop on the corner where I bought my
All my books lay on the table
Waitin' to unfold
I sit and stare at my reflection
While the darkness chills my bones
My head fills like a junk
I said, "Hey, brown girl, I seen your tears through the window
Of the junk shop downtown"
Sellin' trinkets from your far off homeland
Did
grow
You're never leaving Silver Street
You bought some brown wire-frames
At a junk shop
And that was you trademark at school
Now they're barely
performance,
The only one left in you.
You'd identify awe in the constituency
When counter assistants went coy -
But they'll think of you less in the junk
And the cream of the crop hip hop cause we be
Crackin' the whip on the poppin' be pimpin' the whole punk block
At the junk shop
Fellowship shop shape
Bag of bones in a junk shop suit
Gonna walk the line better draw it thicker
Tee-total tally up what you owe
Do what you can but they want it
Garage Rock Synth pop
Bangkok Can't stop
From looking at you
After shock jaws drop
Night stalk junk shop
Got nothin' to do
Chopping block Mugshot
supposed to do with this emotion?
Feels so good, I don't want to give it my trust
We found a junk shop Stradivarius
Could be the end of us
junk shop
And I brought it home to you
Along the way the colors ran
The orange bled the blue
The sting of reason
The splash of tears
The northern
a notch I see your head bop
Bop tick tock call me stopwatch
Flip flop hiphop what does that mean junk shop
Please stop
Don't make it rock
Abracadabra
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