Son of Three Lyrics
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