The Stills – Of Montreal

Lyrics Of Montreal – The Stills

The falling freon
It’s turning me on
It drips on the street
The sun cries from the heat
I love feeling beat
I’ll kiss the lipstick on your teeth

Friends getting old
We all dig for gold
For crumbs and pieces
A dead mouse in the sink
It’s turning me on
It’s turning me on

The not-so-happy
The bass drum heavy
The photo glossy
The people pretty
Are turning me on
Are turning me on
Are turning me on
Are turning me on

Written by: George Gershwin, Ira Gershwin
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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