The Bee's Knees

 

You tasted like snakebite and powder
Wait I'll turn the punk up louder
Yr heart is like a radiator
And all the light's in yr eyes
Take off yr black and pink disguise
Let's try each other on for size
A flaming rose and tobacco kisses
My West Eleven missus
Night bus fights through the rain
I'm thinkin about comin back again
As soon as I see you on the pavement
Cryin in yr beer can at our estrangement

How can you be so little but mean so much
You've got the lightest touch I've ever known
I'll always keep yr number in my phone

I'll carry yr affection like a weapon
Cos if shit gets real it could save my life
Ok, alright, it feels real tonight
So let yr beauty shine in the west end light
Love's a big word but I might have to use it
Let's spark up, yeah let's two's it
We'll keep the rhythm 'til we lose it
Synchronise watches to the snare drum hit
My soul is a faulty metronome
But my head goes steady when yr at home
It's divide and conquer don't leave me alone
Cos I've got a travel card for this zone
How can you be so little but mean so much
You've got the lightest touch I've ever known
I'll always keep yr number in my phone

I think yr the bee's knees
I'm so glad you wanna be w/ me
It seemed so unlikely

That you would go for a type like me
You look so fine by my side
I hide my secret entropy of pride
You make me feel so alive