Thumbs Touch Too Much 歌词

If I were more like city girls if I were more like city girls If I were more like fancy girls And thanks little bee, think of me Here's four photographs Just for laughs My Miss Shipwreck sinks Yes she sings My Miss Pitchfork pinch Yes she pinch My Miss Sidewalk slips Makes a mess, tickle flesh When the night doesn't want you And the sounds all surround you And the steps to the temple Are the breasts made of puddles And if I were more like city girls If I were more like fancy girls And all my thumbs touch too much