Kid Gloves Lyrics - Out-of-state Plates - Fountains Of Wayne

She's wearing kid gloves 

Will handle me carefully 

'Cause I've got a history 

Cracked up and fragile 

And bound to break easy 

And if she could talk to me 

What good would it do me 

It's no secret where I've been 

And I have worn so thin 

And she can see through me 

I don't believe a word of it 

Can't come around to her 

Now that I've heard of it 

Now that her soft touch is gone 

She's got her kid gloves on 

Here is what I've found 

New York just gets me down 

When the going got tough 

I got a bus ticket 

Back to my home town 

And all the way I dreamed 

Flesh wrapped in velveteen 

And the road wrapped around me 

The long lonely highway 

Gulped down by a Greyhound 

I don't believe a word of it 

Can't come around to her 

Now that I've heard of it 

Now that her soft touch is gone 

She's got her kid gloves on 

I don't believe a word of it 

Can't come around to her 

Now that I've heard of it 

Won't come around 'cause 

I'll only get hurt and it 

Now that her soft touch is gone 

How could she ever go on 

Without her kid gloves on