Lyrics: James Chatburn/David Tobias
Music: James Chatburn/David Tobias
Oiled my wheels, sat in the back seat
Hound on my heels
That lady in red, her wish to be wedded,
She sharpened her canine’s teeth
Didn’t you say that you didn’t want this a serious
Didn’t you say, you were so hopelessly cool with it all
Being this way
Didn’t you think it wasn’t a necessary thing to be in love
Blackened my tail lights, driving the dark streets
Don’t understand this
That lady in red, has got me so flustered, can’t find my direction