Gob - Lemon-Aid Lyrics

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Lemon-Aid

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What Are The Lyrics For Lemon-Aid By Gob?
I go out 'cause I live in an empty house
And it rains and it rains and it never stops I'm a case in this place now mixed up with you I had a perfect fit until you called me up Then it didn't even rain, the sun came up Now there's nothing I can do, but fish around for you I want to hear you talk to me every night If anything goes wrong you can make it right I never get the chance just to let you know Let you know The lemon that you aid doesn't have a pulse Something that I'll never get if you never tell No I'd never need a phone if you lived next door to me And if it feels good to me that's something else You're a softhead you think I'm a motormouth But I never say a word that I don't hold dear to me I want to hear you talk to me every night If anything goes wrong you can make it right I never get the chance just to let you know Let you know, yeah I want to make you feel something every night If anything goes wrong I'll make it right I never get the chance just to let you know Let you know Hope that it won't f*ck up now that you know I want to hear you talk to me every night If anything goes wrong you can make it right I never get the chance just to let you know Let you know, yeah I want to make you feel something every night If anything goes wrong I'll make it right I never get the chance just to let you know Let you know |
Who Wrote Lemon-Aid By Gob?
Craig Wood, Gabe Mantle, Theo Goutzinakis, Tom Thacker
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