@migu music@

She drips diamonds like a glacier melts

She's self-made down to her buckles and belts

And she's really happy, but not with a lot

And she gets her pleasures from her chemist shop

She's busy, busy losing the plot

Busy but her mind is shut

Doesn't really want it to stop

She just says now

Hey there sister, that bottle is your hell

I ain't drinking that honey can't you tell

Jump while they're swimming, this ship is sinking

God knows who to so

Hey there mister, throw some luck away to the wishing well

Throw some luck away to the wishing well

Don't start thinking, it messes with your head

Go with instincts, the sweet or the dead

True love is out there, it's waiting with a ring

You'll know her face the second she walks in

He's busy, busy losing the plot

Busy but his mind is shut

He doesn't really want it to stop

He just says now

Hey there sister, that bottle is your hell

I ain't drinking that honey can't you tell

Jump while they're swimming, this ship is sinking

God knows who to so

Hey there mister, throw some luck, oh, into the wishing well

Throw some luck away to the wishing well

Hey there sister, that bottle is your hell

I ain't drinking that honey can't you tell

Jump while they're swimming, this ship is sinking

God knows who to so

Hey there mister, throw some luck away to the wishing well

Throw some luck away to the wishing well