The Neighbors Complain About The Noises Above Lyrics

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The Neighbors Complain About The Noises Above Lyrics By James. This bed is on fire with passionate love The neighbours complain about the noises above But she only comes when she’s on top My therapist said not to see you no more.

The Neighbors Complain About The Noises Above Lyrics

This bed is on fire with passionate love
The neighbours complain about the noises above
But she only comes when she’s on top

My therapist said not to see you no more
She said you’re like a disease without any cure
She said I’m so obsessed that I’m becoming a bore, oh no

Ah, you think you’re so pretty…

Caught your hand inside the till
Slammed your fingers in the door
Fought with kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in women’s clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Line my eyes and call me pretty

Moved out of the house so you moved next door
I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone
You’re driving me crazy
When are you coming home?


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