2:56 a.m. - 2006-11-04
Pineapple Head
Lyrics By Neil Finn Detective is flat, no longer is always flat out Got the number of getaway car Didnt get very far As lucid as hell and these images Movin so fast like a fever So close to the bone I dont feel too well And if you choose to take that path I will play you like a shark And Ill clutch at your heart Ill come flying like a spark to inflame you Sleeping alone for pleasure The pineapple head it spins and spins Like a number I hold Dont remember if she was my friend It was a long time ago And if you choose to take that path I will play you like a shark And Ill clutch at your heart Come flying like a spark to inflame you Sleeping alone for pleasure The pineapple head it spins and it spins Like a number I hold If she was my friend It was a long time ago And if you choose to take that path Will you come to make me pay I will play you like a shark And Ill will clutch at your heart Ill come flying like a spark to inflame you
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