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Blouse
[Verse 1]
Here we are, quiet at your kitchen table
With courtesy to little pet peeves
Napkins on laps, the strings pulled back
I hang the scarf in my mom’s inner rack
[Chorus]
Why do I tell you how I feel
When you’re just looking down your blouse?
It’s something I wouldn’t say out loud
If touch could make them hear, then touch me now
If touch could make them hear, then touch me now
[Verse 2]
Talking to the song who left another scorned
I guess humor could help me after all
It’s funny, now I’m just useless and a whore
But I’ll get a cosign from your favorite one-man show
[Chorus]
Why do I tell you how I feel
When you’re just looking down your blouse?
It’s something I wouldn’t say out loud
If touch could make them hear, then touch me now
If touch could make them hear, then touch me now
Now
[Outro]
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Mhm, mhm, mhm, mmm
Mmm, mhm, mhm, mhm
Mmm, mhm, mhm, mhm
Song details
theerasan
submitted on 15 Giu 2021 - 09:01
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Writer(s): Claire E Cottrill
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