Rickie Lee Jones - Tigers lyrics

rate me

(and here we go)

The tigers come at four

Shaped like the curtains and the floor

Like the stars they once were wild and cold

Your turn to see me

I can't believe its really you

Sharpening your teeth on my low womb

Playing with tigers

Tracing the lampshade with my toes

Playing with tigers

'til I find out where it goes

You check your coat

You come and lay with me a while

In the theater of dreams

We are sleeping in the aisle

Wind climbs up the brick

Carrying brightly colored ghosts

and they play on you with

The light from the street below

Playing with tigers

Tracing the lamp with my toe

Playing with tigers

'til I find out where it goes

Where it goes, where it goes...

Playing with tigers

Painting on tigers

I tried to leave you

But you sent all the cars to bring me back

Tigers falling like paper on our parade

The tigers, tigers

And the mail blowing out of the mailbox

Down on the street.

Playing with tigers...

Sleeping on tigers...

tigers...tigers

(yeah, yeah)

(and here we go)

Climbing up the brick to your window

using the sharp end of what you said...yeah, yeah...

There I go falling like paper on our parade...

I can't tell you anymore...

Tomorrow when the trains come...I'll tell you more Tomorrow when the train has come.

I'll be with you 'til then...

Thanks to Gib for these lyrics

Thanks to Swimdeep for correcting these lyrics