Holes

[Verse 1]
Do you dig holes
Do you live on the floor
When you get old, would you still be a whore
I think I would croak, I hardly know at all now
When I went home, would you just hold on to my sleeve

[Chorus]
Hold on to my sleeve, hold on to my sleeve, just hold on to my sleeve, just hold on

[Verse 2]
I can't figure where I wanna go out
I've been thinking about it for a while now
A slight cold shoulder
May make believe shit is goin' down
Try like a make-over
If there ain't no giving in
Well then why do I
If I was older, would you still hold on to my sleeve

[Chorus]
Hold on to my sleeve, just hold on to my sleeve, just hold on to my sleeve, just hold on to my sleeve