Britta Phillips & Dean Wareham - Night Nurse lyrics

You are the treacle in my pie You are the splinter in my eye You make the ice melt, the bu*ter run You are the ink stain, you are the one Sleep together the milkyway Sleep forever and a day Lovely j**els in joy designed La la la la... I am the local, I am express I am a tourist in a summer dress I am the night nurse, I am the most I am the visitor, you are the host My wings are clipped My drinks are sipped My lips are lipped My lid is flipped I am the night nurse I am the most I am the visitor You are the host