Orange Peeler

And you would take me back home to your place And I would say something awesome and stay And then we'd crash on your couch and I'd crack you a smile And uncover everything south of your neck Cause you're my orange peeler You're my dirty dealer You cheat at every game that you play I'll try and sleep you off While I dream you up And I will waste all night I'll make it up you'll make it out of me now Somehow Do you want to sleep to the sounds of distant cars? Holding hands on a bench in Central Park Come pick me up or my life will never start Hours feel like days when wе're apart Cause you're my orangе peeler You're my dirty dealer And you cheat at every game that you play And I would be Embarrassed to show my face After I wasted All my time on you I still imagine what you mean to me Getting wasted on the phone Just to keep from getting older I'm picturing your arms Till I'm laughing on your shoulder Again And again And again And again Getting wasted on the phone Just to keep from getting older I'll be picturing your arms Till I'm laughing on your shoulder Again And again And again And again Cause you're my orange peeler You're my dirty dealer You're my thought concealer You're my best revealer Cause you're my orange peeler (just to keep from getting older) You're my dirty dealer (laughing on your shoulder again) And you cheat at every game that you play (and again, and again)