We Know Karate - You Sunk My Battleship lyrics

rate me

You got the best of me and I just can't believe

That I even let you have that much

Your love is a disease, drunk and disorderly

But I still shake at the touch

Oh, what do you do when her blue eyes take control?

Oh, little miss sunday, would you please take me home?

Don't even promise me that your promiscuity

Was a trait you left in the past

You're on your back again, you've got another man

There to take the place of the last

Oh, what do you do when you've got nowhere to go?

Oh, little miss sunday turned out to be a whore