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She & Him – Why Do You Let Me Stay Here?
Sometimes, you just see a pretty girl. You just see a pretty girl, maybe you’re on the tram to work or waiting for your friend – your friend that’s always late – to show up for drinks or maybe you’re just sitting at the park thinking about things you think you should think about, and you say under your breath, “Goddam, she’s pretty.”
So you watch this pretty girl in her sunflower dress and her casual stroll and her folded umbrella as she’s making her way across the road or crossing her legs as she waits for the bus and you unravel the bare threads of string that make up your brain and think: Well, she’s pretty, yeah. She’s pretty and her neck is porcelain in shade and so slender and inviting and her cheeks seem to suspend her lips by the lines on the corners of her mouth and you’re hoping the wind comes whistling to rattle those swinging lips and break a smile. Yeah, you’re watching her hands and how considerate her grip is, how she holds that umbrella and twirls it absent-mindedly with the abandon of a puppy caught chasing a mouse through the bushes of an underpass overgrown with moss and lilacs.
And you think to yourself, man, what I would give to jack off on her face.
[Go buy Volume Two. The above song isn’t on it… but if you wanted Volume One, you would have it already. So you know.]
Oh, hey, yo! Yes, you! You and your strange friends! Follow us – like a cult – on Twitter or ‘like’ us on Facebook. It’s mostly just Dylan Moran and oboes, but still.
Absolutely loved it at first listen. So destinctive and charming, and it’s one of those songs that puts you in a good mood in an instance. Will definitely check out their other stuff. Cheers.
I like the sappy, Zooey-saturated Volume One more.
What’s wrong with Dylan Moran and oboes? 😀 Hahaha, awesome. I was thinking something along those lines but more… um… hypothetically…obviously… when you wrote about the umbrella >.> then you just went right out and wrote it. Good good, love She & Him 😀
Yeah!!
I like this but, again, your finishing line strikes a slightly nettlesome chord with me; a little brusque for my tastes.
Wow, I really wasn’t ready for your ending there haha.