Mattress (Golden Leftovers version)
By: Beck Hansen
Written by: Beck Hansen

Version Of: Mattress

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Lyrics:
Put those sunglasses on your hips, Vaseline on your lips
Pass me a bag of potato chips when I wanna put my money on a monkey
Tell me, don't give it to me, give it to me, don't give it to me
Your idea, maybe I'll see ya, maybe I will, maybe I won't

Give me a cold sore when you're young, get old fast and sag in the sun
Put a coffin lid on everyone, so you can be depressed
Tell me, don't give it to me, give it to me, don't give it to me
Your idea, maybe I'll see ya, maybe I will, maybe I won't
Your love, your kindness, your body on the mattress

She's got braids and broken arms, Top Ramen cooking in a burning barns
Talking at me like car alarms when all the cars got stolen
Tell me, don't give it to me, give it to me, don't give it to me
Your idea, maybe I'll see ya, maybe I will, maybe I won't
Take me out to dinner, I'm a sucker, I'm a sinner
I'm a loser, I'm a winner, I'm a sucker, I'm a sinner
Take me out to dinner, I'm a loser, I'm a winner
I'm a sucker, I'm a sinner, won't you take me out to dinner?
Your love, your kindness, your body on the mattress