Taffy

My friend's got a bruise on his leg, a bruise on his leg

Everytime you speak.

My friend's 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 you're pulling taffy.My friend's got a bruise on his arm, a bruise on his arm

Everytime you speak.

My friend's got a bruise on his arm, where I shove my elbow

Everytime you speak.Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes.

Sometimes you tell the truth like you're pulling taffy.My friend's got a bruise on his ribs where I poke my finger

Everytime you speak.

My friend's got a bruise on his ribs, his rib cage is now numb

Everytime you speak.Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes.

Sometimes you tell the truth like you're pulling taffy.

Songwriters

LISA LOEBPublished by

Lyrics © REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.