Clara Bow Lyrics - Singles - 50 Foot Wave

I didn't use you but I wish I had 

I never liked you but I wish I did 

But I wish I did 

Whether it was soaking in your poppy tea 

Or your Southern hospitality 

Your voice has a sing song quality 

And bones were made to be broken 

And bones were made to be broken 

Yes, alright, I can 

With sunburned lips I can bitch 

Yes, alright, I can 

With sunburned lips I can bitch 

About another stupid summer 

About another stupid summer 

About another stupid summer 

About another stupid summer 

Paste eaters like this sad season 

Strong women gripe 

And bite your heavy tongues 

And bite your heavy tongues 

Whether it was soaking in your poppy tea 

And on Southern hospitality 

Your voice has a sing song quality 

And bones were made to be broken 

And bones were made to be broken 

Yes, alright, I can 

With sunburned lips I can bitch 

Yes, alright, I can 

With sunburned lips I can bitch 

About another stupid summer 

About another stupid summer 

About another stupid summer 

About another stupid summer