Dismemberment Plan Girl O”Clock Lyrics:
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
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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
Lyrics: Girl O”Clock, Dismemberment Plan [end]