Drown

Drown Work it out You're spitting up I cannot listen When you're clothes have all been sold I'll give the cash to Martha's Mission And drop 25 dollars down the wishing well I don't believe in change You always seemed so smart with your tattoo heart And your angry brain I hear the flatfeet running but I'm unstressed They don't follow me home cause I know that trick Drown Work it out The bubble bath, your foot is slipping You got old I told you so But to point and laugh is barely Christian You drop your baby doll words trying to break the spell But you don't say my name You always seemed so smooth With your Kennedy moves And your hair pommade But when I hold your head under you're so attentive We got that double wide basin, it's a hers and his And it'll all work out If you drown