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• Artiste: My First Earthquake
• Titre: Designer Boyfriend
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I'll slap your back if you slap mine We'll stand up straight and we won't get tired We kiss like strangers, but fuck like flies In my Book of Touch, that's three high-fives Ain't too tender, ain't going head over heels Be with me and smile bright We'll be the only stars on the floor tonight We both love shopping and contour lines And agree Burt Morris should resign I don't care who you screw If you just be straight, I'll stay with you Wouldn't it be great to live forever this way? Designer boyfriend, you draw the lines in some strange ass places Designed her boyfriend, set with the wrong typefaces We slept in late just like we bloomed We woke up tired, and I questioned you, "You don't rest still, you toss and turn. In your heart of hearts, what gender burns?" Ain't it funny how we think lines are straight? I peed that day after your shower Boy, it sure did smell like flowers On the steamed up mirror next to the clock, I saw you had written, "I heart cock" I guess that answers who you screw If you just be straight, I'd stay with you Wouldn't it be quaint to live forever this way? Designer boyfriend, you draw the lines in some strange ass places Designed her boyfriend, set with the wrong typefaces (I found your stash of gay porn and I thought to myself, "I'm so forlorned, Rebecca, you should have listened when Granddaddy warned you It's a land of fruit and nuts, this state of California.") Bumped into you at the day spa But I've found myself a better bra A better guy to hold my breasts So when I'm at work, he just rests Ain't no longer finding my underwear gone Pulled the wool from off my eyes Understood why you like my boyish style Caught the bus down at the corner Got off by the way where the boys are hornier I don't care if you're a disco star I'm never going back to the Boy Bar Your color composition might be best in the Mission But I don't like the way your sex is positioned Don't, don't, don't, no I don't Designer boyfriend, you draw the lines in some strange ass places Designed her boyfriend, set with the wrong typefaces Put your prisma colors back in your pencil case