"She"-Puller

"""She""" - Puller Now we live in domes, and our dome's the dome that always snows Down on me, i guess she caught what was coming for me She lets me braid her hair, but she never lets me pick out what she wears Who's that guy tellin lies behind your junior high? He turns me on Learned to dance to the mountain song out on that grass I think i made juanita laugh She says we'll wake up tomorrow in the parking lot at rainbow But everytime i see an eagle, it's a filthy f**king seagull Grab my clothes and tap my toes I tell myself this ain't no place like rome I know that rome's the place she always goes Down on me, and it's not just gravity Because i tell her things and things that sound the way that james brown sings the sex machine I feel good now that you're gone And outside the club is where we spill our drinks in memory of All those guys that didn't make it till the dawn She says we'll wake up all bloody in the parking lot at friendly's But everytime i chase a squirrel it rips apart my world I grab my clothes and blow my nose I sell myself this ain't no place to jones And she's proud of her sound-proof bedroom It gets so loud, there's like thirty threesomes And hey jones beach don't you freak when you see me I MC sweet lemme free your party And the boombox rocks and the microphone shocks Keep this talk inside these blocks Rooftop cops and the deadbolt locks Keep these rocks inside these socks If we're really gonna wait, baby can't we take a shower You look just like an otter when i push you underwater