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From Turn on the Bright Lights (EP):

Specialist

You make me lose my buttons
Oh yeah, you make me spit
I don't like my clothes anymore
We're spending time and money
Yeah, you're colder than yourself
Now we're movin' now we're taking control

You make me lose my buttons
Oh yeah, you make me spit
I don't like my clothes anymore
You take me to New Orleans
Yeah, you put me to the test
I know what my heart is for

You reach out for a blanket
I said, "Girl, you've got something,
I love how you wear it"
Now, we're spending time and money
Yeah, you're colder than yourself
Now we're movin' now we're taking control

And love [Love]
Will get you down
My love's a laboratory
I set all my pets free
So baby, would you sleep with me?
I make trips to the bathroom
And my friends all have true grit
I am speckled like a leopard

Put a lid on Shirley Temple
Yeah, you make sleek kills
Yeah, you travel, you travel
You park me in your Buick
You sing songs into my lips
But I am speckled like a leopard, just like a leopard

And stuff will get you down

I love the way you put me in the big-house
I love the way you put me in the big-house

If I get there early
Will it be the right time?
Our heaven is just waiting
So put your hand into mine
If I get too surly
Will you take that in stride?
Our boat is just there waiting
So put that little hand in mine

And speak when you're spoken of
Catch up on your sleep, girl
When you wear that body-glove
You're acting on initiative
You're spelling out your love
You shouldn't be alone in there
You could be above ground

All I want is to be the very best for you
Oh yeah, all I want is to do the very best by you
Oh this time, there'll be no life of crime
Don't rain on me, tonight

Circle around me now, baby, it will be OK
Cuz we all go downtown sometimes

Somehow baby, we'll beat this mess
It's the time, fuck the surface to meet the specialist

And time away from me will get you down
I love the way you put me in the big-house
I love the way you put me in the big-house

If I get there early
Will it be the right time?
Our heaven is just waiting
So put that hand into mine
If I get too surly
Will you take that in stride?
Our boat is just here waiting
So put your little hand in mine

And speak when you're spoken of
Catch up on your sleep
When you wear that body-glove
You're acting on initiative
You're spelling out your love
You shouldn't be alone in there
You could be above ground

If you're frustrated then you
If you're frustrated then you

Ooo oo ooh
Oooo ooh
Ooo oo oooh
Oooo oo ooh

Honeybee, we should be through with this
Your packaged eyes, your vicious lips
You could be young but you're out of touch
If this love's been done, then what's the rush?

I'm the specialist in hope and I'm registered to vote
Why don't you come into my barrio, we'll see if you can float
I'm the specialist in hope and I'm registered to vote
Why don't you come into my barrio, we'll see if you can float