Transistor Transistor - There's A Fine Line lyrics

The s** made sense at the time. it's hard to steer with your teeth on the wheel. it's hard to keep the road off of your eyes. the s** made sense at the time. her eyes roll like two inch reel and you confess you love her lips like a crime. and it was, oh it was. they say the s** made sense, s** made sense, but now the drama drips from their thighs. the way he sinks to sleep is both sweet and pathetic. she just sinks slow like california into the pacific