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You wear nothing but you wear it so well

You’ve got your ball
you’ve got your chain
tied to me tight tie me up again
who’s got their claws
in you my friend
Into your heart I’ll beat again
Sweet like candy to my soul
Sweet you rock
and sweet you roll
Lost for you I’m so lost for you

You come crash into me
And I come into you
I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream

Touch your lips just so I know
In your eyes, love, it glows so
I’m bare boned and crazy for you
When you come crash
into me, baby
And I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream

If I’ve gone overboard
Then I’m begging you
to forgive me
in my haste
When I’m holding you so girl
close to me

Oh and you come crash
into me, baby
And I come into you
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show the world to me
Hike up your skirt a little more
and show your world to me
In a boys dream.. In a boys dream

Oh I watch you there
through the window
And I stare at you
You wear nothing but you
wear it so well
tied up and twisted
the way I’d like to be
For you, for me, come crash
into me baby
come crash into me
yeah
crash into me
crash into me
crash into me

I’m the king of the castle
And you’re the dirty rascal
crash into me
just crash into me
oh oh oh
crash into me
crash into me

(Dave Matthews)

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5 thoughts on “You wear nothing but you wear it so well

  1. Love
    Oh, my friend Tatiana will love you for saying that! She asked me what I would like to have her write on my back and so I spelled out the verb love, which sounds like “hub” and looks like حب

  2. Anonymous says:

    close
    i think i have been close to that song. i think i heard it somewhere. i heard it so far and ran to come closer to it. but then close meant so far…the sense of loss is so big but my smile to you is bigger. hugs.
    Yes, I am a human!

  3. Re: close
    you found me. *smile*
    you may think you’re far away but you come to me everyday. i hear you everyday, listening to this song as i am now hiding in my headphones in the library. you made me write out the words so you could understand them and not until i did could i understand them myself. every time i hear it i regress back with you to the mountains. the music, my language, and my heart are touched by you everyday whether the song is on or not.
    love (to the one who taught me how to spell)

  4. Anonymous says:

    Re: close
    i find your words by intuition because i followed your traces in the Moroccan desert by the force of thirst. thank you for showing me the place where i could sit and be the first to see the sun when it rises in the morning. i miss you, i miss my country but your pictures and words taste like the celebration of its absence.

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