Bertine Zetlitz - Wicked Wonderboys lyrics

She's got a cool quiet complection She's got a sweet sense of rejection And all the wicked wonderboys washed upon the shore she wants more She's got a weird taste for deception she's got a cool quiet complection And all the wicked wonderboys sleeping by your door she wants more She wants line, feeling fine, she wants stars and she wants guitars She likes you to be scared all the time she wants sun, and their gun she likes cars baby, hit and run She wants you to be gone, she'll be fine She's got a sweet tooth for disaster when you're quick, honey she's faster And all the wounded valentines are sitting by her bed She sees red She's got a cool quiet complection she's got a weird taste for deception And all the wicked wonderboys are washed upon the shore She wants more She wants line, feeling fine she wants stars and she wants guitars She likes you to be scared all the time She wants sun, and their gun She likes cars baby, hit and run She wants you to be gone, she'll be fine She wants line, feeling fine she wants stars and she wants guitars She likes you to be scared all the time She wants sun, and their gun She likes cars baby, hit and run She wants you to be gone, she'll be fine