The longer the legs, the taller the tale
At least that's what my Mama says
You're looking so good in your longest heels
I'm forgetting 'bout all the broken promises
Ooh the way you move like smoke through a crowded room
Pretend I don't care when I see that you're staring
I shouldn't let you do this to me knowing our history
Hard to explain
but you look more and more fuckable with every little heart you break
Just walk away
'cause we've been there and done that and know it's a waste of time
The bigger they are, the harder they fall
Lucky you you've got the smallest heart
You're looking so good in your shortest skirt
and that's usually where the trouble starts
Ooh the things you do like bubbles on a boiling spoon
I know that it's only tonight that you want me
But everything that you do gets to me to hell with our history
Must be the way
You look more and more fuckable with every little heart you break
Can't walk away
'cause we've been there and know that there's no better waste of time
The six songs on this record combine the brass-heavy sounds of jazz and afrobeat with pulsing dance beats to intoxicating effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 25, 2020