If I don�t have s-s-s-s-s-s-sex by the end of the week, I�m g-g-g-going to die
If I don�t feel a p-p-p-p-pair of s-s-s-soft l-l-l-l-lips on my own, oh, I�m going to hang my head and cry.
If I don�t feel w-w-w-warm breathe on the n-n-n-nape of my n-n-n-n-neck or feel a nice post-coital sigh
C�mon baby, you can tell the cops why�
(Various oh oh�s and yea yea�s)
And ya don�t know th-th-th-the ice ice cold vice that grips my head
And ya don�t know th-th-th-the burning, the burning I feel when I try to get out of bed
And ya don�t know how these urges, all these urges, can be so very very misread
C�mon baby, was it something I said?
(Various oh oh�s and yea yea�s)
When the sun, the stars up in the sky, you know it�s girl o�clock
I don�t know, but I�ve been told it�s so, you know it�s good as gold, you know it�s tick tock ya don�t stop.
If I don�t have a n-n-n-n-nervous b-b-b-breakdown by the end of the week
I�m going to be very, very surprised
- 专辑：Emergency & I
- 歌手：The Dismemberment Plan
- 歌曲：Girl O'Clock