Son of Three

Son of Three - The Breeders

Written by：Kim Deal

I got an empty case of wip it's

No more time on the meter

Daybreak

About face

I think I'm comin'

'Cross another country line

Are we there

Convertible

Cookin' with nitrous

Crackin' in the air

I am the sign of go

While last night's stars were high

Now they're popping in the sky

And the band is jammin' in

Daybreak

I don't like it

Better tonight

Better for you

Buzzing flourescence

I don't what it wants from me

If I find the door

I am the son of go

While last night's stars were high

Now they're popping in the sky

And the band is jammin' in

That's what you get

That's what you get

When there's no time on the meter

You get an empty case of wip it's

And a boyfriend with a beeper