Текст: Laika. Silver Apples Of The Moon. Coming Down Glass.

Them trashy types just outta milk teeth
Keep bluffin' me with their big girly eyes
Them trashy types them college girls
Don't know squat about guys like me
She don't do nothin' but flirt an' lie
She don't do nothin' but wink an' smile
Too tight in the crotch to proud for daddy's little girl
Too good for who's that knocking who who's that knocking
He's coming down glass he's coming down
Glass who's that knocking who who's that knocking
He's coming down glass he's coming down
Glass play with a pupy an' he'll lick your mouth
Mocking birds makin' light of me
Those pussywillows just break my heart
Sweeter than syrup in pinching high heels
Who's that knocking who who's that knocking
He's coming down glass he's coming down
Glass who's that knocking who who's that knocking
He's coming down glass he's coming down
Glass them trashy types just outta milk teeth
Keep bluffin' me with their big girly eyes
Them trashy types them college girls
Don't know squat about guys like me
Who's that knocking who who's that knocking
He's coming down glass he's coming down glass
Who's that knocking who who's that knocking
He's coming down glass he's coming down glass
I'm going down that long lonesome road
I'm going where cold winds blow
I'm going where I've got no name
I'm going down and have no shame
I'm going down and have no shame
I'm going down and have no shame
I'm going down and have no