Come Back Tomorrow
(Kennedy)03:16
[Come on baby - I want your milt]
Come back tomorrow
I won't be getting home till then
Come back tomorrow
We'll trip the light fantastic in my bed
Don't you know that its true?
My hair was an igloo
Built from varnish and glue
All the love in the world could never heal it
Come round tomorrow
Take my advice and bring a silver comb
If you still love me
We'll sit a while between the shows
And they said that its true
Brighton pier holds a message for you
All the seaguls that fly there whisper it softly
Well you got to wear it out
One false move will let it all fall out
Yeah you gotta let it out
Don't leave it hanging all about
And if your heartbeats are round
You'll know that you are breathing
All these thoughts so profound
They take us up to touch the ceiling
Come back tomorrow
We’ll trip the light fantastic in my bed
