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Can I lift my dress up for you?
Can I lift it in the night?
White undersides of my thighs look much better
In the dark light

There’s a kid in there
And he’s big, and dumb,
And he’s… kinda scared
Well, he’s too old to be there

And he’s just looking for a ride.

Well, I’ll lift it to the ceiling tiles
Of stadiums and shrines
You see something to cheer about
I’ll tell you that it’s mine
I’m sorry that your mother died
But that one wasn't my fault
I’m sorry anybody dies at all these days

Oh I see the night…
With my own two eyes.
Can I lift my dress up for you?   Can I lift it in the night?   White undersides of my thighs look much better   In the dark light      There’s a kid in there   And he’s big, and dumb,   And he’s… kinda scared   Well, he’s too old to be there      And he’s just looking for a ride.      Well, I’ll lift it to the ceiling tiles   Of stadiums and shrines   You see something to cheer about   I’ll tell you that it’s mine   I’m sorry that your mother died   But that one wasn't my fault   I’m sorry anybody dies at all these days      Oh I see the night…   With my own two eyes.