Toy Fights - Arab Strap

Bored at home, nothing to do but eat

I’ll give you a phone

And you can come along the street

You, I’ll bring the junk food

I’ll, you

(Can)

Hire the tape

We can sit and poke fun at each other’s shape

Water pistols at dawn, we were soaked to bits

Then you, I tried to bite me, you

So I, you hand-held hovered your, my tits

Toy fights on the floor, both drunk and drugged

Out of breath when we stopped

Then we sat on the stairs and hugged