Album: Paul Baribeau
You made a skirt from an old tablecloth,
I still remember the red checker pattern.
I want to walk until I get lost,
And when I get home everything will be better,
You made a skirt from an old tablecloth,
We danced to a beach boys song,
In a yellow living room with the lights turned off,
That was long before everything went wrong,
You made a skirt from an old tablecloth,
and i hope your new boyfriend thinks its real cute,
and sometimes i wish that i could just chop off the chunk of my life that i wasted on you,
You made a skirt from an old tablecloth,
and when we kissed you said my face felt scratchy,
so while you were at work i shaved my beard off,
and when you came home we kissed and kissed like we hadn't kissed for years even though it had only been a couple of hours.