Sunset Rubdown
Sunset Rubdown
Sunset Rubdown
Sunset Rubdown
Sunset Rubdown
Sunset Rubdown
Sunset Rubdown
Sunset Rubdown
Sunset Rubdown
Hey, you handsome vulture what you got hiding under there?
You got my hands tied, you got your hands behind your back
I take it all’s ok, you handsome vulture with all your charm and wit and escapades
You’re making me pick, you son of a bitch, you’re making me pick one
You ask me about my absences then you make some of your own
You ask me about my absences then you make some of your own