Beach House - Gila lyrics

Man, you got a lot of jokes to tell So you throw your baby's pennies down the well Give a little more than you like Pick apart the past, you're not going back Don't you waste your time No, oh, oh, oh Gila-a Gila-a-a-a-a Gila-a-a-a Sure, you've got a handle on the past It's why you keep your little lovers in your lap Give a little more than you like Pick apart the past, you're not going back So don't you waste your time No, oh, oh, oh Gila-a Gila-a-a-a-a Gila-a-a-a Hoping for the last ship to arrive I am blessed with a kingdom, half mine. Gila-a Gila-a-a-a-a Gila-a Gila-a-a-a-a Gila-a-a-a-a Gila-a-a