When he came out to the lock-up
He said I'm looking for something better
He made his shock announcement
And backed off, backed down, backed off
And then he got up off the floor
He said I'm wealthy enough, not to do this no more
And he made it all known with his hands held up, palm out
And she said don't know if i should
'Cause i worry too much about the tests on the blood
And at first it was a 'yes', and then a 'no', then a 'yes'.
A maggot sleeps on her desk
H wears a sleeping bag as his vest
And he's getting too too bothered
About the spots on his chest, chest, chest
Now she's (BLANK)...She laid it on
And a few days later she's gone
So its back to the womb
To get drowned, drowned, drowned, drowned warm (???)
Tart Tart Video (MV)
Performed By: Happy Mondays
Length: 4:25
Written by: PAUL ANTHONY RYDER, GARY KENNETH WHELAN, MARK PHILIP DAY, PAUL RICHARD DAVIS, SHAUN WILLIAM RYDER
Happy Mondays - Tart Tart Lyrics
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When he came out to the lock-up
He said I'm looking for something better
He made his shock announcement
And backed off, backed down, backed off
And then he got up off the floor
He said I'm wealthy enough, not to do this no more
And he made it all known with his hands held up, palm out
And she said don't know if i should
'Cause i worry too much about the tests on the blood
And at first it was a 'yes', and then a 'no', then a 'yes'.
A maggot sleeps on her desk
H wears a sleeping bag as his vest
And he's getting too too bothered
About the spots on his chest, chest, chest
Now she's (BLANK)...She laid it on
And a few days later she's gone
So its back to the womb
To get drowned, drowned, drowned, drowned warm (???)
He said I'm looking for something better
He made his shock announcement
And backed off, backed down, backed off
And then he got up off the floor
He said I'm wealthy enough, not to do this no more
And he made it all known with his hands held up, palm out
And she said don't know if i should
'Cause i worry too much about the tests on the blood
And at first it was a 'yes', and then a 'no', then a 'yes'.
A maggot sleeps on her desk
H wears a sleeping bag as his vest
And he's getting too too bothered
About the spots on his chest, chest, chest
Now she's (BLANK)...She laid it on
And a few days later she's gone
So its back to the womb
To get drowned, drowned, drowned, drowned warm (???)
Writer: PAUL ANTHONY RYDER, GARY KENNETH WHELAN, MARK PHILIP DAY, PAUL RICHARD DAVIS, SHAUN WILLIAM RYDER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.