Karen St Lyrics

Talk to me

'Til the sun comes up

I wanna feel something

I'm so tired of being numb

Walk with me

While the city sleeps

Oh baby take me down

To where the bay meets Second Street

Well she wakes me up

And she makes me eggs

And I can call her honey

But her name is Liz

And she clears the table

And washes up

I'm not in love with her

I'm just in love with being loved

Oooh

Oh, my little angel from the LBC

Oooh

Oh, my little angel from the LBC

When we're done in a month

And I break your heart

And I can read your notes

Without falling apart

Don't forget about me

I won't forget about you

And all those nights in the back of my car

On Karen Street

Oooh

Oh, my little angel from the LBC

Oooh

Oh, my little angel from the LBC

Oooh

Oh, my little angel from the LBC

Oooh

Oh, my little angel from the LBC