Sweat - The Technicolors

Sweat

She hides behind a paper cigarette

Erase my mind but don’t let me forget

Speng ceilling pushing over

Pushing over head

So call me lover

Ain’t got cover to share

Just holding your hand for the summer

21, Queen of sonora

Burning out the summer sun

Sugar love, I feel you may not know

But I can’t sweat you out of my head

Sweat

I’m burning all of what she thinks she said

She takes me high on a paper jet

And let it burn just to watch me

Just to watch me sweat

So call me lover

Ain’t got color to chase

Just holding your hand for the summer

21, Queen of sonora

Burning out the summer sun

Sugar love, I feel you may not know

But I can’t sweat you out of my head

Sweat

Imagination left for dead

Cause she’s alive and living in my head

The only one that makes me sweat

21, Queen of sonora

Burning out the summer sun

Sugar love, I feel you may not know

But I can’t get you out of my head

No I can’t get you out of my head

No I can’t get you out of my head

No I can’t get you out of my head

No I can’t get you out of my head