The Desert

by Phil Jourdan

Genre: Folk

Lyrics

You might know I built this house and I think I have the right
To sleep in my own bed sometimes, especially when it’s cold.
You wanna see how far we might just make it through the night
Because I crack and I say, “You know, I think maybe together we could grow old.”
Have you lost your mind, my dear? You’re talking to your host,
I know if I wanted I just could kick you out right now.
I know you’ve got all these problems, and you wanna play the ghost
I want to fix you up and make you feel right somehow.

Remember that time in the desert
When we both found a soul? There was nobody to tell.
I was your lonely man, you were my skinny girl —
Going to hell.

I found you a place on Ocean Avenue.
No, it’s not fancy but at least it’s got a bed.
They’re simply gonna take an awkward lustful glance at you
And they’re either gonna boot you out or give you the month’s rent.
Oh, you’ve got this little history, but you’re not quite dead
And you will never die as long as you’re on Ocean Avenue.

Remember that time in the desert
When we both found a soul? Why was there was nobody to tell?
I was your lonely man, you were my skinny girl —
Going to hell.

Remember that time in the desert
When we both found a soul? Why was there was nobody to tell?
I was your skinny man, you were my lonely girl —
Going to hell.

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