Anna, Lisa Calls

Anna Lisa calls to the right people
Craving the right deal
Its my old unlitten radio

Ill shake with a lesser swirl but
Cling to the mad feel but
Hardly recollect my point at all

How bad
Lisa really pulls the rug
How bad
Pushing on an open thug
How bad

And shoo the camera
I'll chase the new float above him
Always the darken of a girl

Even as I wait
For a better window
Pulled on a crooked high
To feel the whole direction I've been on

I'll call at a better hour
Walk with a word of reason
To tell off your grievance for awhile

How bad
Drowsily applauding you
How bad
He's in on another view
How bad

And shoo the camera
I'll keep the dawning of our ends
Always the the darken of a girl

Oh my baby
Hardly ever comes around
Oh my baby
Hardly ever comes around
Oh my baby
Hardly ever comes around
Oh my baby
Hardly ever comes