Nectarine [Part Two] - Mike Doughty

Oh Nectarine

Will you love me right again?

Want to blank you

Want to ease you from my mind

Want to see you

Want to hurt you so bad, and

Want to love you senseless

Leave you there in bed

Oh Nectarine, come love me right again

On that night, I

Saw your picture traced in stars

Through the branches

I saw the meteors

Are you weary?

Lay you down and get some rest

Lose the dress

And wear the boots instead

Oh Nectarine, come love me right again

And her hands went numb

I tried to hang on

But sweetness swept through all my senses

All those days and nights

Sharpened appetites

And future, past and perfect tenses

I’m a brass man

You could bust me with one swing

It’s not you, friend

It’s a stranger in your brain

Rents a room, and

Comes to stay and don’t know when

Breaks the dishes and the whole kitchen

Poor Nectarine, come be yourself again

Oh Nectarine

Will you love me right again?

Want to blank you

Want to ease you from my mind

Want to see you

Want to hurt you so bad, and

Want to love you senseless

Leave you there in bed

Oh Nectarine, come love me right again

Nectarine, come love me right again