Bring It Back - Jenny Hval, Håvard Volden

Hello, hello — excuse me!

I think you left something at my house — oh, yes — my virginity!

Bring it back

He brought himself to me on a plate of raspberries and

And cherries and meringues and all that is sweet

And/or and/or and/or

Smells of girl

Uh-huh

How I laughed at him with a telephone voice

Even though he was still in the room with me

Oh, boy, ain’t you sweet?

You are full of fragments, full of emotional bones

I dusted my coat and answered the phone

But darned be that man — he never called

Ain’t it sweet?

He cooed pleasantly

I hadn’t the time of day for him nor for me

I think you left something at my house — oh, yes — my virginity!

Bring it back, for Faen

Bring it back