Rough Baby - Campbell

It would be beautiful

watching the night grow old

your mind is clouded and you turn off the cold

hold me down, keep me warm

and your dirty old jersey

fits me perfect

Why do you do this to me teasing at the thought of safety

why do you do this to me?

I don’t know

Do you think i’m foolish?

That’s a little rough baby

Stand by the ocean would you notice

if it swallowed you up in one big motion

boy i’ve run out of tactics

it seems i’ve got you distracted

oh won’t you come back here

hold me down, keep me warm

and your dirty old jersey fits me perfect

oh why do you do this to me?

teasing at the though of safety

why do you do this to me?

I don’t know

do you think i’m foolish?

That’s a little rough baby

why do you do this to me?

teasing at the though of safety

why do you do this to me?

I don’t know

do you think i’m foolish?

That’s a little rough baby