Qweeny Lyrics

(see if you can do what the next song tells you to)

(i was havin' a really good time...
... and you fucked it up, baby

I like the way yr hips ride those curves
This brings me joy more than this boy deserves
But when yr sister calls me late at night
I get confused & don't know what's right

YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

I like yr whiskey & yr fine preserves
And althoughyr saxophone gets on my nerves
I love the way you play the cor anglais
But i've seen yr sister in her negligee

YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH

I wake up every morning just to see your face
I put the medal to the metal & get out of this place
And if i were you then i wouldn't be me
And if you were her then where would we be?
Well... yeah...

I see you get angry, i get butterflies
I wish there were some way we could compromise
I will love you everynight in every way
If i can see yr sister some time in the day

YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH