What the duck?

by Danny Glisten

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This is a song about how jet lag and alcohol help making friends. It is also a tribute to a fashion item, i.e. the belly shirt a.k.a. crop top.

lyrics

Lyrics go like this:

You took me to your room that night, hardly knowing where I've been

And in the morning light you figured out we could be friends


You held me close when I felt like an untouchable disgrace

My cold and shaky fingers, fumbling for your face


You stood strong when I went down, heard the lid closing on me

Your trumpet and your addict songs still ringing in my ears



Now, I remember your yellow top, I can't remember what it read

But the way you had it cropped, you said by now you would regret

And how you sat there in the sill, smoking your hand rolled cigarette,

Said you had business out of town, sending me home and back to bed



A soft voice speaking to me, it lifted me a while

So I could walk and follow you to an unmade domicile


Where you fed me tea and kisses, and we laid like two spoons

With hazy minds and short of sleep under a cloudy april moon



Now, I remember your yellow top, I can't remember what it read

But the way you had it cropped, merely covering your breasts

And how you sat there in the sill, smoking your hand rolled cigarette,

said you had business out of town, sending me home and back to bed


You asked what I would like to dream, I said a forest and a creek

And a sun that warmed the stones and leaves, where I lay my cheek


And you asked if you could be there too, and I said that's alright

And soon I fell asleep, I swear I didn't dream that night



Now, I remember your yellow top, I can't remember what it read

But the way you had it cropped, you said by now you would regret

And how you sat there in the sill, smoking your hand rolled cigarette,

You left for business out of town, so I went home and straight to bed



Where I remembered your yellow top, couldn't remember what it read

I liked the way you had it cropped, merely covering your breasts,

And how you sat there in the sill, smoking your hand rolled cigarette,

Oh, I guess, we could be friends, that said, ain't we friends yet?

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released November 12, 2014
Recorded by Markus Feußner

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