Satellite

by Aimee Mann

From the album: Bachelor No. 2 (Or, the Last Remains of the Dodo)

Track 8 of 18 on Bachelor No. 2 (Or, the Last Remains of the Dodo) (2000).

Duration: 4:10

Bachelor No. 2 (Or, the Last Remains of the Dodo) cover art

Lyrics for Satellite

Let's assume you were right And play the game of charm and strange and satellite And when we've all had our fun Deflate the stars and put away the sun And so, we can call it a day 'Cause I'll never prove that my motives were pure So let's remove any question of cure 'Cause even though you've made it pretty obscure Baby, it's clear From here You're losing your atmosphere From here You're losing it So let's assume it was true 'Cause baby can't lift up a hand to swear to you And what's the use of defense The hangers-on are too far gone for evidence And that one was lost from the first 'Cause I'll never prove that my motives were pure So let's remove any question of cure 'Cause even though you've made it pretty obscure Baby, it's clear From here You're losing your atmosphere From here You're losing it So have it your way Shatever makes the best r茅sum茅 Whatever you can throw in Wash, rinse and spin til it's spun away Okay But I won't be sticking around 'Cause I'll never prove that my motives were pure So let's remove any question of cure 'Cause even though you've made it pretty obscure Baby, it's clear From here You're losing your atmosphere From here You're losing it

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More from Bachelor No. 2 (Or, the Last Remains of the Dodo)

  1. How Am I Different
  2. Nothing is Good Enough
  3. Red Vines
  4. The Fall of the Worlds Own Optimist
  5. Deathly
  6. Ghost World
  7. Calling It Quits
  8. Satellite
  9. Driving Sideways
  10. Save Me
  11. Susan
  12. Build That Wall
  13. Just Like Anyone
  14. Wise Up
  15. One
  16. Momentum
  17. It Takes All Kinds
  18. You Do