Tom Vek - That Can Be Arranged lyrics

Your carpet is blue so that it matches your shoes It's the way the drains smoke in New York and it's in everything you do You bashed your head and I found something to do I made up memories about me and you It's like playing with your food, it's like playing with your food It's like playing with your food That can be arranged, she said, that can be arranged That can be arranged, she said, that can be arranged When I see litter on the streets, I think of you It's the way you talk in two's, and it's whatever I fell through How many radiators have you got on in your house Do they make you feel warm at night? Do they tell you what to do? Do they tell you what to do? Do they tell you what to do? That can be arranged, she said, that can be arranged That can be arranged, she said, that can be arranged That can be arranged, that can be arranged That can be arranged, that can be arranged Your carpet is red, so that it matches your hair It's the way the neon buzzes in Las Vegas, yeah It's in, everything you do, it's in, everything you do It's in, everything you do, it's in, everything you do It's in, everything you do, it's in, everything you do It's in, everything you do, it's in, everything you do It's in, everything you do, it's in, everything you do It's in, everything you do, it's in, everything you do It's in, everything you do, it's in, everything you do It's in, everything you do, it's in, everything you do It's in