Coyotes - From For A Girl In New York Sessions

Mm-mm

I'm sipping coffee at a quarter to two
Awake, and I'm dialing as a mind runs to you
No wonder I'm a one-woman man
She keep my heart in a jar on her nightstand
I should tell her that she couldn't be more
Opposite than a foot in the door

There's no else I'd rather go else where
It's hell when you see her standing there
Me and my mouth, we don't mean to be rushin'
We talk about thee freely 'cause we crush it
Yeah, we rock the best sides of the buckets
Theoretically, yes
Ain't we lucky?

The coyotes they sing in the park
It's just an awkward night in the life
Like you keep from sleeping in the dark

You lock your door
You know why
'Cause I know you
You know me, and we
We will get together
And once we rock
We won't wanna stop
Not ta-dah, toma-rah
No, no

And the coyotes escape to New York
And the city life is falling for the sea
Winding roads are winding down
And the flying kid has hit the ground
Every notion is closer to touching
The coyotes sing when they feast on your lovin'

We oughta lock the door
You know why
'Cause I know you
You know me, and we
We wanna get together
As once we rock
We won't wanna stop
Not today, tomorrow

And once we rock
We won't wanna stop
'Cause we like it a lotta
(Yeah, woo!)

The coyotes escape to New York
And the city life has fallen for the sea
Winding roads are winding down
And the flying man has hit the ground
Every notion is closer to touching
Coyotes sing when they feast, kill something

I wish the wild was alive like you
I wish the wind would blow me through
Another opportunity to approach you
Another telepathic rendezvous
I wish you well with your weapon of jargon
You got a double-sided lexicon
I gotta try to keep your attention
Gotta write using less emoticons

Gotta figure out the snooze alarm
I wanna lay in your place 'til dawn
I wanna play in the park, come on
Now let me see the other upper echelon
Mm-mm, mm-mm

This coyote gets killed in New York
And the city life is crumbling' to the sea
The girl I know come from the lost and found
The flying kid has hit the ground
Every notion is closer to something
This coyote sing as he's chasing the loving

Vu-vu-vu-vu
Vu-vu-vu-vu
Vu-vu-vu-vu
I'm a coyote, sing and I'm chasing some loving
Vu-vu-vu-vu
Vu-vu-vu-vu

Ooh, I'm a child and I know the weight of my bucket
Va-va
Va-va-va-va
Va-va-va
Va-va-va
Va-va-va