Swimmer On A String - Spider Bags

She don’t lace her bootstraps anymore

And I love the way they sound when they fall against the floor

There’s a ship at sea

That won’t ever come back to shore

I like curtain bedroom door

In the dark now watch the shadows painting you

Shattered glass on the table and the whipper will moonlight

We’re both old now, babe, and only getting older

This street’s nice, but don’t go two blocks over

This street’s nice, but don’t go two blocks over

There’ll be no more day labour

I’ve seen the fire in the hills at night

There’ll be no more time shaking like pine off a tree

Next stop is Raleigh, watch your back

I wish I were a lizard in the spring

Hey hey hey, hey

Hey hey hey, hey

So I could hear my sweetheart sing

Hey hey hey, hey

Hey hey hey, hey

I wish I were a lizard in the spring

Hey hey hey, hey

Hey hey hey, hey

So I could hear my sweetheart sing

Hey hey hey, hey

Hey hey hey, hey