Copper

Splashing out like it's just any old time
Come here and let me fix you a drink
And here is that kiss, like any old time
And if my timing goes wrong, you can hang
My white suit out on the wet copper line
Like any old time, like any old time

All at once, the parachutes fall and now it is summertime
I have your ripped panties and your crucifix
They are hung on my wet copper line
I tell you what, let's go out, we'll taunt all the bully boys
Like any old time, like any old time

Pour mе just another drink dear
Let mе hold your hand, look it's summer
I am trying for a little thing called
Your love

Sash windows over the road
Steaming up like they're full of gangster
A heel rests on the tender neck of a little thing
Called love

Splashing out like it's just any old time

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