Dismemberment Plan Girl O`clock Lyrics

Girl O`clock Lyrics

I don't have s-s-s-s-s-s-sex 

by the end of the week, 

I'm g-g-g-going to die 

If I don't feel a p-p-p-p-pair 

of s-s-s-soft l-l-l-l-lips on my own, 

oh, I'm going to hang my head and cry. 

If I don't feel w-w-w-warm breathe 

on the n-n-n-nape of my n-n-n-n-neck 

or feel a nice post-coital sigh 

C'mon baby, you can tell the cops why! 

(variations of oh oh no no no several times)

And ya don't know th-th-th-the 

ice ice cold vice that grips my head 

And ya don't know th-th-th-the burning,

the burning I feel when I try to get out of bed 

And ya don't know how these urges,

all these urges, can be so very very misread 

C'mon baby, was it something I said? 

(variations of oh oh no no no several times)

When the sun, the stars up in the sky,

you know it's girl o'clock 

I don't know, but I've been told it's so,

you know it's good as gold, 

you know it's tick tock ya don't stop. 

If I don?t have a n-n-n-n-nervous 

b-b-b-breakdown by the end of the week 

I'm going to be very, very surprised