lyrics
Love for a Limited Time Only
I’m just staid in the corner
With the lines still stuck in the modem
You got your hipster boys, they're so boned up
with their gazes saying “I’m on fire”
But does it get better?
Now that the lights no longer shy away in the winter
And is it worse than worse or for better?
II you don’t know by now
then I must be going, must go back
To this same day of the last year
I had counted the waves from the window
Get down, sing it out, Louise, bowl ‘em over
Cause this is Love for a Limited Time Only
It’s always someone else’s mess
That pays for our oasis now
Kaufman pours us some coffees
Miss Baker’s inventing fiancées
I never know which one to pity
When I’ve got a life supply and it runs so dear
Would you be an angel?
Hand me that pendant with the vintage dimple
And tell me now: is that not a woman?
If you don’t know by now
I must be going, must go back
To this same day of the last year
I had counted a string of Octobers
Get down, sing it out, Louise, bowl ‘em over
‘Cause this is Love for a Limited Time Only
It’s always someone else’s mess that pays for our oasis now
Her voice is thick, full of money, rich with melody
Old money is full of dying leaves
New money is sticky like the syrup from its trees….
But I’m still stuck in the bushes
Reading the shapes in the windows
Get down sing it out, Louisville is over
Cause this was Love for a Limited Time Only
It’s always someone else’s mess that pays for your oasis now
credits
from
Serving Body,
released February 11, 2018
Music and lyrics written by Natti Vogel
Produced and arranged by Mike Tierney
Recorded by Mike Tierney and Ronnie DiSimone at Studio G
Mixed by Mike Tierney
Mastered by Alan Silverman
Vocals - Natti Vogel
Backing vocals - Elysse
Keys - Natti Vogel
Piano - Natti Vogel
Bass - Mike Tierney
Guitar - Mike Tierney
Drums - David Aaron Berger
Violin - Audrey Hayes
Viola - Sarah Elizabeth Haines
Cello - Aya Terki
Baritone Saxophone - Dan Lipsitz
Trombone - Spencer Hale
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