Buckle - Tapes 'n Tapes

Call me out, call me out, call me out, call me out, call me out,

call me out allright

I can’t sing in key

Leave me be, leave me be, leave me be, leave me be, leave me be, leave me be

I’m not so in chic

Cut me short, cut me short, cut me short, cut me short, cut me short,

cut me short, short so i can sleep

Walking rummy

Toes that are clenched to fight

Right is still the right

You slipped, you run too fast

Call me out, call me out, call me out, call me out, call me out,

call me out allright

I can’t sing in key

Leave me be, leave me be, leave me be, leave me be, leave me be, leave me be

I’m not so in chic

Cut me short, cut me short, cut me short, cut me short, cut me short,

cut me short, short so i can sleep

Roadstars reeling

Counting cash for years

Years, and steers, and fears

I’ve come home too fast

Take a clip and corroborate and kill created kind

Oh it stuns our kind

You, you’ve plugged your ears

You’ve called me out and still you call

Not need to have, but need to want

The timeshare’s sold, your chip’s grown old

There’s talk of curtains

Come too shy to heed me for too long