Tribes Houses
I woke up at the window
She was choosing what to wear
Well I guess it doesn't matter much,
It's not that I don't care
She stepped up on the mattress
Said "could I stay a while hun?"
I said only to buy the cashew nuts
A little further down the aisle
SO TAKE US TO THE HOUSES WHERE SHE WAS BORN
WRAP US IN THE CURTAINS, LEAVE US IN HERE ALONE
WELL I GUESS IT DOESN'T MATTER MUCH
OR MAYBE IT DOES
IF NO ONE LIVES FOREVER, THEN NO-ONE FALLS IN LOVE
MAYBE YOU DO, MAYBE YOU DON'T
MOVE OVER
She took me to her bedroom,
To the paintings on the wall,
Just some photos of an old boyfriend,
Six foot two inches tall
She stripped off on the landing,
Took my hand and ran downstairs,
She said she'd waited her whole life for this,
I said how much I liked her hair
SO TAKE US TO THE HOUSES WHERE SHE WAS BORN
WRAP US IN THE CURTAINS, LEAVE US IN HERE ALONE
WELL I GUESS IT DOESN'T MATTER MUCH
OR MAYBE IT DOES
IF NO ONE LIVES FOREVER, THEN NO-ONE FALLS IN LOVE
MAYBE YOU DO, MAYBE YOU DON'T
MOVE OVER
Such a cold, such a cold cold town
MAYBE YOU DO, MAYBE YOU DON'T
MOVE OVER
