Honeymoon Croon Lyrics by Bauhaus

Honeymoon Croon Lyrics

    Honeymoon croon tonight
    Sew my socks tonight
    I say whose on the rare tonight
    Lurking lipstick tickle fickle
    Marylin's on
    Send her by air mail, par avion
    Certificate x tacy in my head
    Hire out sybil vane for my bed
    Croon croon tonight
    Honeymoon tonight
    Sew my sock tonight - tonight
    She insists on tying down
    After the soldier sailor curfew
    All alone in the cathedral bar
    She preys in dockland
    He asks to see her hidden side
    She, the color of his money
    Honeymoon croon tonight

    Marylin fading fast better get straight
    The catch from the sidewalk is in a state
    The sound of footstep - mummy's here
    I'll be a good boy i'll never fear
    Better fix her drink tonight bed time's come
    Must blot out this urge to use my gun

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