Sunset Rubdown - Stadiums And Shrines II lyrics

Can I lift my dress up for you? Can I lift it in the night? The white undersides of my thighs look much better in the dying light There's a kid in there and he's big, and dumb and he's kinda scared, and he's Well, he's too old to be there He's just looking for a ride And I'll lift it to the ceiling tiles Of stadiums and shrines You see something to cheer about Well I'll tell you that it's mine And I'm sorry that your mother died But that one wasn't my fault And I'm sorry anybody dies at all these days So hold all of your knives away from my eyes Hold all of your knives away from my eyes