Paroles: Little Beirut. Fear Of Heaven. Cosmic Waitress.

When my cosmic waitress
Offers with some duress
?Show me how to do the stroll?
Saunters like a feline
Wrapping your tail ?round mine
Can?t you see I?ve lost control?
And she bats her eyes . . . and we dance in time
And she means it As her lips are saying goodbye
I can feel it. It?s alright! It?s alright! It?s alright!
Yeah, it?s alright!
Dons her candy necklace
Along with her Sunday best
Asked to leave the funeral
Eyes that see right through me
A suspect in custody
Searching for the hospital
And she bats her eyes Swaying side to side
And she says she loves me only
And she means it As her lips are saying goodbye
I can feel it! It?s alright! It?s alright! It?s alright!
Yeah, it?s alright!
And she heals me As her lips are opening mine
Can?t you feel it! It?s alright! It?s alright! It?s alright!
Yeah, it?s alright!
And she says she?s mine
Yeah I know she?s mine