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)