Spanish Teeth - Robbers On High Street

Do you remember when it all began?

Before the feet ever hit the sand?

Oh I got some plans for you

Try to limit what you can do

But I know that you will find

Baby, way to get back at me

Oh your S’s squeak through your Spanish Teeth

Chatter up my neck and down my spine

So let the punishment fit the crime

Now you’re burning just to be alive

Lit up like a mask with make-up

How long could this go on?

How long could this go on?

Try to reason but it does not show

So if you love me would you let me know

What kind of sparks are gonna fly at home?

Oh our dogs bark at the moon

Burn up the witch’s broom

What else am I supposed to do?

Smoke cigarettes and brood?

Since the darker days in these tunes

Your blood is boiling it curdles your heart’s boom boom

Chatter up my spine and down my neck

Oh girl make me forget

That I’m giving and you just get

Lit up like a mask with make-up

How long could this go on?

How long could this go on?

How long could this go on?

How long could this go on?