Looks Like Seattle Lyrics

Cars startle gravel in the drive
as if they had someplace to go

He takes the ink and sets to think of a home,
someplace like San Francisco

The skyline is written on his arm
He can see it when this town has lost its charm

His hand's still scarred, it's clear, from last year
When he tried to impress

Filled a cup up with pills for a woman
Already undressed

The rosary dangles from her palm
She don't believe in God but it makes her feel calm

She says, “Hey, I know what's going on,
But still I'd like a carpenter of a kid”
He says, “Hey, come here baby,
We will make a skyline of your hips”

Hey, come here baby, we will make a skyline of your hips
Hey, come here baby, we will make a skyline of your hips