Father’s Office Lyrics by The Spinto Band
Four scenes each of them framed
Pure clean New England air
Leaks through the panes
Onto me too
It’s like you’ve got it made
It’s like you couldn’t care
Less about rain
Falling falling falling falling falling
Dripping wet from the storm
Sipping his Eagle Rare
To keep me warm
Always always calling always always
In your father’s office I am sick x3
I would beg for you
I would beg for you
And I’d die for you
Always always calling
Always always falling onto you too
In your father’s office I am sick x6
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The Spinto Band Lyrics – Father’s Office