מילים לשיר Three Pistols – Tragically Hip

that she blows, jacques cousteau hear her sing so sweet and low lull me oberboard, out
do i want to? with all that charm? do i want to? twist my arm you just him where i live i guess it looked quite primitive what was that supposed to prove? throw the calf or he'll throw you sucked in by the victim world thirsty as a cultured pearl culled and wooed, bitten, chewed it won't hurt if you don't move do i want to? with all that charm? do i want you? twist my arm musical chairs, double dares, memorized stairs shootin' off flares, springtime hares and broken
coward phones, big soup stones, pridless loans, grill
martyrs don't do much for me thought i enjoy them vicariously after you. no! after me no, i insist! please, after me do i want to? with all that charm do i want you? twist my arm.