That Can Be Arranged

Your carpet is blue, so that it matches your shoes

It's the way the drainsmoke in New York

And it's in, everything you do...

You bash your head and I found something to do

I made up memories about me and you

It's like, playing with your food

That can be arranged, she said, that can be arranged

When I see litter on the streets I think about you

It's the way you talk in two's

And it's whatever I fell through

How many radiators do you got on in your house?

Do they make you feel, warm at night?

Do they tell you what to do?

That can be arranged, she said, that can be arranged

Your carpet is red, so that it matches your hair

It's the way neon buzzes in Las Vegas yeah.

It's in everything you do, it's in everything you do

It's in.....

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Lyrics submitted by Brandon.