Sean Penn Blues Lyrics - Lloyd Cole

The Western Minnesota Intercollegiate Circle 

Telephoned they said 

Hey sean could you mosey on down to our gala ball 

It reads mister madonna kicks some beat poetry 

If I could I would I would I swear I would be better 

But it seems I am just a natural no good 

And what's more I like living like that 

After seven lines seventeen maybe I had to stop 

These Philistines were yelling hey sean 

I could not be heard for cowhand laughter 

I picked up my books and headed for the door 

And if I trash this TV then I know I will feel better 

Guess it seems I am just a natural no good 

And I like it like that 

But when I see you coming down my street 

You walk right in and then you 

You walk all over me 

Oh yeah I need you 

Gatecrashing on my beat 

Put on your high heels and baby 

Walk all over me 

All over me 

Fat hacks New York Times food columnists 

Want to review my soup yeah honestly 

My wife says I go looking for trouble 

I surely find it 

Do you think I like living like that 

If I trash this tv then I know I will feel better 

Guess it seems I am just a natural no good 

And I like it like that 

But when I see you 

Coming down my street 

You walk right in and then you 

You walk all over me 

Oh yeah I need you 

Gatecrashing on my beat 

Walking like Nancy Sinatra 

Walk all over me