Pistachio - Lickpenny Loafer
Bright lights these are big city candles
And your eyes remain sparklingly silent
On the west side sirens whir
On my side you stir
Once we finish up this champagne
We'll call it a night
I'm drunk in my dream of you
This ain't just another lovesong
It's been the real thing all along
We don't look like the rest of those
You're my pistachio
Slow down and fall into my rhythm
I'm not the looker that I once was
But I'll make you quiver
Ahh but I am not a fancy man
I will stick with simple plans
So once we finish up this champagne
We'll call it a night
I'm drunk in my dream of you
This ain't just another lovesong
It's been the real thing all along
We don't look like the rest of those
You're my pistachio
And this ain't just another metaphor
I'm so tired of keeping score
And hiding from what the world ceases to believe
I fought you so hard
But you won me with a left hook
To my cheek
This ain't just another lovesong
It's been the real thing all along
We don't look like the rest of those
You're my pistachio
And this ain't just another metaphor
I'm so tired of keeping score
And hiding from what the world ceases to believe
Is it a dream
We're gonna make it on our own
So lucky we're gonna make it
Pistachio