Prune-Handed Ballad

Lyrics

I'd stand and stare, hands in the air Avoiding suds that I don't crave [Chorus] I'd rather be in the warm, dry land Than facing dishes in the sink I can't stand [Gentle Melody] [Verse 2] I would shiver, hands would quiver From the cold that turns them all to prunes (Turns them into wrinkly moons)

You may also enjoy

моя жизнь

爱情风雨

Eres tu.

Rhythms to Victoria

Sting of the Groove remix v2

Bitches

WDIO FM

памперс лох