Anna, Lisa Calls

Anna Lisa calls to the right people Craving the right deal Its my old unlitten radio Ill shake with a lesser swirl but Cling to the mad feel but Hardly recollect my point at all How bad Lisa really pulls the rug How bad Pushing on an open thug How bad And shoo the camera I'll chase the new float above him Always the darken of a girl Even as I wait For a better window Pulled on a crooked high To feel the whole direction I've been on I'll call at a better hour Walk with a word of reason To tell off your grievance for awhile How bad Drowsily applauding you How bad He's in on another view How bad And shoo the camera I'll keep the dawning of our ends Always the the darken of a girl Oh my baby Hardly ever comes around Oh my baby Hardly ever comes around Oh my baby Hardly ever comes around Oh my baby Hardly ever comes