Drips - Dutch Uncles

It’s the rite of spring that tries

Adjust your dreams to months

And makes you more of greed

Than your wailing sea

But tell me who, who does it like that?

To let me in, and talk about this

And talk love, and let you down

You’ve been insane to come around

Now that I’ve got that good

Baby, and others just would

I’m a bit older, the feelings got bolder

I’m getting horny tonight

Cuz I can be someone in no-one's eyes

That’s the kind of surprise I’m like

And who does it like that?

To be the bad and let you down

You’ve been a saint for coming back

You need a path, I’ll help you out

You tell me, who does it like that?

To keep you anyhow

Tell me who’s disgusting and true

Keeps you anyhow

God loves me, I’ll have to live surely

If one thing defines, then it’s this right now

O, Shudder!

I’ve been so deserving and kind

You could be with someone who’s got better pride

Could it be me?

Oh, yeah!

Look at me!

Give me the drips, I will see, I will see