Loose Lips Lyrics

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Loose Lips Lyrics by Kimya Dawson

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Loose lips might sink ships      
But loose gooses take trips                              
To San Francisco, double dutch disco,                              
Tech. TV hottie, do it for scottie                              
Do it for the living and do it for the dead                              
Do it for the monsters under your bed                              
Do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom                 
Broken hearts hurt but they make us strong and                
                              
[We won't stop until somebody calls the cops                              
and even then we'll start again and just pretend that                              
nothing ever happened X 2]                          
                           
We're just dancing, we're just hugging,                              
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging                              
On the sleeve of how it used to be                              
How's it gonna be?                              
I'll drop kick Russell Stover, move into the starting over house                              
And now Matt Rouse and Jest are watching me achieve my dreams                     
                         
And we'll pray, all damn day, every day,                              
That all this shit our president has got us in will go away                              
While we strive to figure out a way we can survive                              
These trying times without losing our minds                      
                        
So if you wanna burn yourself remember that I love you                     
If you wanna cut yourself remember that I love you                     
If you wanna kill yourself remember that I love you                     
Call me up before your dead, we can make some plans instead                
Send me an IM, I'll be your friend                      
                        
Shysters live from scheme to scheme and my 4th quarter pipe dreams                              
Are seeming more and more worth fighting for                              
So I'll curate some situations, make my job a big vacation                              
And I'll say fuck Bush and fuck this war                              
My war paint is Sharpie ink and I'll show you how much my shit stinks                              
And ask you what you think because your thoughts and words are powerful                   
                           
They think we're disposable?     
Well both my thumbs are opposable.                    
Spell that on a double word and triple letter score and                      
                  
[We won't stop until somebody calls the cops                              
and even then we'll start again and just pretend that                              
nothing ever happened X 4]                          
                
We're just dancing, we're just hugging,                              
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging                              
On the sleeve of how it used to be

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