Song 66 Now boy, say you like this girl And girl, says she likes you too If only it were simple like it seems Now, girl says she don't need boy Well boy knows it just ain't true A four-door ford's the next best thing to home That shady looking lady couldn't be my Esmé Esmé, oh Esmé, they said you went crazy That's why I don't trust a soul The woods are dark, so let's kick fire Now boy, say you change your mind (well come on!) And girl, she could change her's too
I can't tell who's doing what for who Esmé she's a fighter, but she's still scared of spiders (spiders) And Brooklyn is broken, Esmé picked up smoking To keep the cold away The woods are dark, so let's kick fire tonight. Dashboards and stardust and leather and rubber Morals and brandy and Ludo on shuffle Black hair to blonde hair to blue hair and back We only got one more night Let's kick fire Now, slowly, so slowly, you need to breathe slowly