It's cosmopolitan
Teddy girls and the heel on the boot rock boys
Shiny things at night
Makes me feel like I'm not even tryin'
How did you get that smoky eye
From falling down your face when you're drinking and you're dancing all night?
How do you get them boy pants on
And keep your skin so white? Alright
Wishbones shine
Quicksand where there used to be streetlights
Shiny things at night
And the steam from the grate you thought was just in the talkies
Catch your country feet on my
City sheets, smooth out the fold lines
Shiny things at night
Make me feel like I'm not even tryin'
I feel like I'm not even tryin'
Serpent sapien
Sly simple Southern charm and your basket of harm
Shiny things at night
And the mirror reflects your view of the world
Get down, let down, incline flight
Sleeping, frozen feet next to mine
I feel like I'm not even tryin'
It was something, now it's nothing
You let me fall through your hands
It was something, now it's nothing
Like satin over quicksand
It was something, now it's nothing
You let me fall through your hands
It was something, now it's nothing
Satin over quicksand
It was something, now it's nothing
Satin over quicksand
It was something, now it's nothing
Satin over quicksand
You let me fall through your hands
Like satin on, satin over quicksand
Satin over quicksand
You let me fall through your hands
Like satin on, satin over quicksand
Satin over quicksand