Letra de At The Back Of The Shell - The Kills

Kiss all your fingers...what�s that for?
You�ll never get to heaven with you shirt all tore
Cut through your finger and cut you loose
Lost a lot a blood
Lost a lot a cool cool cool
Now it ain�t such a thrill
It get�s a little dirty like the guts of a hack
And you�ll never get it back,
you�ll never get the damn thing back
Looked a picture
Took up half a roll,
the way you went and took off half your clothes...
And now it ain�t such a thrill
It ain�t such a thrill
It started at the back of the Shell
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And now it ain�t such a thrill
Running to catch up,
the last city bus,
wearing out your yellow hulla dress
Lipstick a mess
Your ch-ch-cherry best
Kissing on the window just to check on the red
You know, it ain�t such a thrill
It ain�t such a thrill
It started at the back of the Shell
Now it ain�t such a thrill