You’re one for the records
You’re one for the books
And all the girls in New York town
Are going crazy for your looks
And I should keep my distance
Because I know how you can be
I should keep my distance
But I lost all the sense my mother gave to me
So just come on a make my ears turn red
And my skin scream and shout
Come on and give me one of those kisses
I heard so much about
I’ve seen your lovers, crazy-eyes
Wondering around Manhattan
After they’ve seen you walking about
With this one or that one
And the girl at your side
She snuggles warm and close
Completely blind that in a few months’ time
She’ll be the one who is cut lose
So just come on a make my ears turn red And my skin scream and shout Come on and give me one of those kisses I heard so much about
From Turkey Doolin and the Early Eights, released July 23, 2019
Music and lyrics by Benjamin Adair Murphy ASCAP (464341364) Watery Grave Music ASCAP (396517127)