Matrimony - Tennis
Haven't got the time for vain excuses
Let me lead you to the cool spring bubble and
Have you linger 'til you fill right up
Parted lips instead of paper cups
Long lashes curling on your cheek
Hide your gaze so I don't catch you looking at me
Spreading out into the tiny spaces
Emanating from your sweet embraces
But I feel your burning look
Oh my god it feels so good
Oh yeah
Sweet summer morning early in July
Sweet summer morning when you made me your wife
Ahahahah I ahahah I
Ahahahah I ahahah I
Doesn't matter if we're rich or poor
The less we have it makes me love you all the more
I'm not waiting for some twist of fate
To tell me that our lives are interlacing
But I feel your burning look
Oh my god it feels so good
Oh yeah
I'll wear the dress that my sister made
And the blunt haircut your dull scissors gave me
Ahahahah I ahahah I
Ahahahah I ahahah I
Sweet summer morning early in July
Sweet summer morning when you made me your wife
Sweet summer morning early in July
Sweet summer morning when you made me your wife
Sweet summer morning early in July
Sweet summer morning when you made me your wife

Matrimony歌词

Tennis