Father John Misty - The Night Josh Tillman Came To Our Apt.

Kishore Kumar Hits — Father John Misty - The Night Josh Tillman Came To Our Apt. lyrics

Artist: Father John Misty

album: I Love You, Honeybear

Oh, I just love the kind of woman who can walk over a man
And I mean like a god damn marching band
She says, like, literally, music is the air she breathes
And the malaprops make me want to fucking scream
I wonder if she even knows what that word means
Well, it's literally not that
♪
Of the few main things I hate about her
One's her petty, vogue ideas
Someone's been told too many times they're beyond their years
By every half-wit of distinction she keeps around
And now every insufferable convo
Features her patiently explaining the cosmos
Of which she's in the middle
Oh my God, I swear this never happens
Lately, I can't stop the wheels from spinnin'
I feel so unconvincin'
And I fumbled with the buttons
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She blames her excess on my influence
But gladly hoovers all my drugs
I found her naked with the best friend in the tub
We sang "Silent Night" in three parts, which was fun
'Til she said that she sounds just like Sarah Vaughan
I hate that soulful affectation white girls put on
Why don't you move to the Delta?
I obliged later on when you begged me to choke ya

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