7 Weeks Lyrics - In With The Old - Pepper

You rip my guts with every sharp word 

When you use that monster 

Hiding underneath your tongue 

My words don't, they don't work on you 

No, they don't work like they used to 

'Cause it's been 7 weeks, 7 weeks 

Oh, oh, oh, 7 weeks, since I called you 

When I try now, I just can't get through 

So far, the drinks have been so strong 

No writing on the post cards, no memories to hang on 

Sleeping in my 6 o' clock shadow 

People judging people so shallow 

I call you up to see what you're doing 

To see if you won't 

Send me your love, oh right through the ceiling 

I need your love, darlin' this evening 

Oh, mama, mama, mama, what can I do? 

Oh there's a jukebox baby and you can play our favorite song all night 

Until your money's gone 

'Cause if I'm right about you darlin' then you're probably laying in bed 

And your temperature is boiling 'cause your making things up in your head 

It's been 7 weeks, 7 weeks 

Oh, oh, oh 7 weeks, since I called you 

When I try now, I just can't get through 

So far, the days have been so long 

But, now I got my freedom 

Screaming at you at the top of my lungs 

Fog is lifting from the old man 

I had so much fun in the trash can 

I wave my flag, but you still send your troops in 

To the war in your soul 

Send me your love, oh right through the ceiling 

I need your love, darlin' this evening 

Oh, mama, mama, what can I do? 

Backstage pass through these time zones 

Want you everyday, but I'm not home 

I can't really touch you through the cell phone 

There's so many things that you just don't know 

It's been 7 weeks, 7 weeks 

Oh, oh, oh, 7 weeks, since I called you 

When I try now, I just can't get through 

So far, the drinks have been so strong 

Now there's writing on the post cards 

Baby, 7 weeks is just too long