Cake - short skirt, long jacket

I want a girl with a mind like a diamond
I want a girl who knows what’s best
I want a girl with shoes that cut
And eyes that burn like cigarettes
I want a girl with the right allocation
Who’s fast, and thorough, and sharp as a tack
She’s playing with her jewelry, she’s putting up her hair
She’s touring the facility and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short skirt,
And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong jacket

I want a girl who gets up early
I want a girl who stays up late
I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity
Who uses a machetti to cut through red tape
With fingernails that shine like justice
And a voice that is dark like tinted glass
She is fast, thorough, and sharp as a tack
She’s touring the facility and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short skirt,
And a long, long jacket

Nananananananananananananananananananana

I want a girl with a smooth liquidation
I want a girl with good dividends
At citi bank we will meet accidentally
We’ll start to talk when she borrows my pen
She wants a car with a cup holder arm rest
She wants a car that will get her there
She’s changing her name from kiddy to karen
She’s trading her mg for a white chrysler le barron
I want a girl with a short skirt,
And a
Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooong
Jacket
Nananananananananananananananananananana

Cada vez mais sinto que talvez uma vida quadrada não seja pra mim, uma vida repertições públicas... queria fazer arte... o cinema foi uma experiência e tanto, a música eh uma paixão, gosto muito de escrever tb, mas sei lá, Sei lá, Sei lá... Queria escrever, fotografar, ter uma banda, surfar, morar na PQP e depois voltar só pra contar, mas me sinto impotente. Sou jovem, se devo tentar algo tem que ser agora. Sou um homem com espírito livre, mas me sinto preso...

Queria viver com mais intensidade, sentir, realmente sentir algo, qualquer coisa, só dezoito e já me sinto um velho. Quero me soltar das amarras da minha mente, me sentir livre, livre!!!