Lorraine Lyrics

When I saw the first time the thunder came crashing
Your new blue eyeliner caught my distraction
Like we were two lovers forming from friction
Your mouth caught my ear with such perfect diction
There I let you tie my hands back, take me
Oh Lorraine, on a Saturday morning
Oh Lorraine, with your soft burning hands
We fell asleep in the back of the warehouse
I woke to you needing it, covering my mouth
And like we were humming birds screaming at ravens
You started to move me from fact into fable
There I let you take me under the table
Oh Lorraine, on a Saturday morning
Oh Lorraine, with your soft burning hands
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