The Microphones
The Microphones
The Microphones
The Microphones
The Microphones
The Microphones
The Microphones
The Microphones
The Microphones
The Microphones
Road that goes from her house to my house
Darkened by the long gone sunset
Trees hang over and make it even darker
I pass by them every single time
There's a ghost that lives right above me
Floating dead but never been alive
Not a boy or girl and only at night
Scrapes my tummy out, makes it hollow
She fills me up like drinking hot chocolate
Sweet and warm and she's my honey
When I have to go home, we're both so sad
After that, I'm awfully lonely
Hot Chocolate was written by Phil Elverum.
Hot Chocolate was produced by Phil Elverum.
The Microphones released Hot Chocolate on Sun Nov 09 1997.