Your Blue Door Lyrics - Honeydogs

Your blue door that I walked through before 

First Sunday kiss I could not resist 

Well, have you come to tell the truth? 

Are you tired of roaming too? 

Would you go around with me? 

Would you take me out at two or three? 

Would you lie to me with the cheapest form of flattery? 

Surprise me and read between my lines 

Three shades of red when I heard what you said 

White knuckle road, I'm going down 

Would you go around with me? 

Would you kick me out at two or three? 

Would you lie to me with the cheapest [Incomprehensible] flattery? 

Surprise me and read between my lines 

Between my lines 

Your blue door, it won't let them in anymore 

And wind blowing through your screen 

The candle's burning clean 

I'm not green, I'm not green 

Would you go around with me? 

Would you take me out at two or three? 

Would you lie to me with the cheapest form of flattery? 

Surprise me and read between my lines 

Your blue door that I walk through once more 

Your red ripe fruit, all hell breaks loose 

Would you go around with me? 

Would you kick me out at two or three? 

Would you lie to me? Will I be your favorite [Incomprehensible]? 

Surprise me and read between my lines 

Between my lines