Je Ne Sais Pas

by Ben Webster

From the album: Frog for Sale

Duration: 03:16

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Lyrics for Je Ne Sais Pas

Je ne sais pas, I want to fuck I want to sick your duck Tips of her fingers draw circles on singers With any luck, she's on the bus You flay yourself out in the cold You lay yourself on burning coals Say you're saving your eternal soul But you're just getting old Jen, I'm appalled that you never called I was passionate, bald and enthralled All of these fuck-ups, sixth floor walk-ups Who just cannot get their cock up tryna hook up with y'all You flay yourself out in the cold You lay yourself on burning coals Say you're saving your eternal soul But you're just getting old All of this wanderlust, saw a girl on the bus Thought you were generous, baby, this changes us You're saving your eternal soul But you're just getting old You're just no good anymore since you went away and didn't darken any door Now you got your hair like Anna Wintour except poor, or Willing to shut up, tryna get fucked up Blunt is all lipped up, packing this shit up Tryna get fucked up, tryna play flip cup Just hit this shit raw You flay yourself out in the cold You lay yourself on burning coals Say you're saving your eternal soul But you're just getting old All of this wanderlust, saw a girl on the bus Thought you were generous, baby, this changes us You're saving your eternal soul But you're just getting old

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