Lisa Loeb - Taffy текст песни

My friends got a bruise on his leg,

A bruise on his leg

Everytime you speak.

My friends got a bruise on his leg, where I press my knee

Everytime you speak.

Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes.

Sometimes you tell the truth like youre pulling taffy.

My friends got a bruise on his arm, a bruise on his arm

Everytime you speak.

My friends got a bruise on his arm, where I shove my elbow

Everytime you speak.

Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes, and sometimes you tell the truth like

Youre pulling taffy.

My friends got a bruise on his ribs where I poke my finger

Everytime you speak.

My friends got a bruise on his ribs, his rib cage is now numb

Everytime you speak.

Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes,

And sometimes you tell the truth like youre pulling taffy.