Tell Your Sister Lyrics - Lloyd Cole

I've got a little piece of paper with your name written on it 

Got a head full of attitude and nowhere to put it 

Tell me: why don't you come down to Rue Morgue Avenue? 

Why don't you come down? 

Soil your pretty feet on the dirty ground of Rue Morgue Avenue 

Well, there's a chapel on the corner where I'm doing my crying 

There's a limit to my patience, what'd ya say, Fay, let's get married 

Down on Rue Morgue Avenue 

They say the world keeps on turning, and everything remains the same 

Well, my heart's burning, and I say everything must change 

Why don't you come down to Rue Morgue Avenue? 

Why don't you come down? 

Soil your pretty feet on the dirty ground of Rue Morgue Avenue 

Rue Morgue avenue 

Rita-Mae, tell your sister she's unkind 

Tell your sister 

Well, I don't mind 

Tell your sister, she's got mine 

Why don't you come down? 

Soil your pretty feet on the dirty ground 

I got a four letter word; starts with the letter "l" 

Can't bring myself to say it 'cause it's making my life hell 

Why don't you come down to Rue Morgue Avenue? 

'Cause I've been drinking all night and all day 

Just trying to picture your sweet face 

Down on Rue Morgue Avenue 

Down on Rue Morgue Avenue 

Down on Rue Morgue Avenue