Mendoza Line Something Dark
something dark is racing in my head i want to haunt you
when you go to bed i want to touch that part of you
that's f..cking around and demonstrate clearly the gravity
of sound when i tell you how i feel something dark is
racing in my head she's the daughter of a socialite her
daddy taught her how to do it right she holds a cigar in
her right hand you used to hate smoke but now you
understand how it feels to fight an urge something dark
is racing in my head i saw you drinking in that bar you
hate. it turned you on to see she takes it straight i
didn't know you liked a girl in a hat you told me once if
i went out like that that you wouldn't split the bill
something dark is racing in my head she's the one now you
better show her the floor with her rambling nonsense you
won't sleep anymore something dark is racing in my head i
smelled her smoke on you and i saw red i saw a note from
her explaining her needs i'd write something back but we
know she can't read and she doesn't feel a thing
