Juliana Hatfield - We're Not In Charleston Anymore lyrics

I'm going down into the valley The valley of you, [Incomprehensible] Hope I don't find her I wanna change my ways Changing my today's today So I'm putting on blinders Into the hurricane We're not in Charleston anymore She is well protected Guarded by the furies With hell hounds at her feet She's got a strange child, a two-headed baby One head speaks French and one never eats And they don't like me, into a hurricane We're not in Charleston anymore And I have a tormented temptress We're not in Charleston anymore We're not in Charleston anymore She is a firework, fourth of July Rocket to the moon Yes, she's a super straight She's got a great big bed A flying carpet to hell Head off the hurricane Into the hurricane We are not in Charleston anymore more, more, more And I have a tormented temptress, us We're not in Charleston anymore We're not in Charleston anymore, more, more We're not in Charleston anymore, more, more, more We're not in Charleston anymore, more, more We're not in Charleston anymore, more, more, more We're not in Charleston anymore, more, more More More More ...