Eurogirls Go to Baltimore ft. JUNE!, cropscropscrops & A Positive Organ Company Lyrics

I ain't got no man, boy you in luck

But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck

I ain't got no man, boy you in luck

But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck

I ain't got no man, boy you in luck

But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck

I ain't got no man, boy you in luck

But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck

Small steps through the minefield

A few days to let my mind heal

Limes bruised above the microwave

Your house smelled of orange rinds, star anise and I peel

The skin from my outer lip

My deal is I don't do congestion

I let the film reel turn, see what's next

With no held breath reserved

The homebody always exits stage left

I sat at the bar alone

Listening to what was said

Eyeing a portrait of discounted grapes above the barman's head

99 cents is my ledge

Anything over gets the boot

And in these I'm a few

Screws taller than

How I feel at any given moon

Think I need something new

When you're lost (I ain't got no man, boy you in luck)

Never look down (But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck)

When you're lost (I ain't got no man, boy you in luck)

Know I'll be around (But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck)

In the meantime when you are found (I ain't got no man, boy you in luck)

In the meantime when you are found (But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck)

I'll be here (I ain't got no man, boy you in luck)

I'll be here (But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck)

And yet I managed to grasp

And yet I managed to grasp

One smell, song, texture on your skin takes you back

If I'm to crumble, might as well collapse

Might as well walk 12 blocks

The length of this map

How my posture is bad, stoned

The smell of an ear of corn steamed is my home high

Changing the way my name sounds when I pick up the phone

No, I never answer, I just let it ring until it don't

How the more I hear it, the less it registers tone

Right in front of me, he muddles in a handful of bones

The smell of juniper, fresh air, and one last unwritten ode

When you're lost (I ain't got no man, boy you in luck)

Never look down (But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck)

When you're lost (I ain't got no man, boy you in luck)

Know I'll be around (But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck)

In the meantime when you are found (I ain't got no man, boy you in luck)

In the meantime when you are found (But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck)

I'll be here (I ain't got no man, boy you in luck)

I'll be here (But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck)

Were the muffled words I heard pretending that I was still in a dream

I'm always the first to know and yet I'm always the last to leave

An undergraduate of sex, no happy ending but I'm still paying for a check

Rather pay for her dinner, playing footsie by the bar

Wear a dalmatian jacket, take her drunk to the car

But we're drunk at my place with no clothes on

Says she needs to hit the red lights before she goes home

Business attire is a red thong & short shorts to signify she's some good dome

I got her number on a white with ink

But my sheets are perfect piously

And I love her blue eyes

But I'm only in town on business for another week

I should stop coming to Baltimore

But I'm in love with this Eurogirl

She says I ask for more strange requests

But all I see is us old with her in pin curls

She knows that she's the only thing I want

For anyone else I would rather hurl

I'd pay it all, even the price for war

To get the tag for peace, man that's for sure

I don't care that she's a prostitute

In any label I would love the same

No shame for lust, fuck to the tune

I don't need money, bitch fuck the fame

My tears move from skin to skin

Cheek moved to heartbeat and pressed

Flight's in the morning, never see her again

But when we're in the dark, she whispers

When you're lost (I ain't got no man, boy you in luck)

Never look down (But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck)

When you're lost (I ain't got no man, boy you in luck)

Know I'll be around (But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck)

In the meantime when you are found (I ain't got no man, boy you in luck)

In the meantime when you are found (But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck)

I'll be here (I ain't got no man, boy you in luck)

I'll be here (But I don't want no boyfriend, I just wanna fuck)

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