Lucky Number Nine (The Moldy Peaches)

Indie boys are neurotic makes my eyes bleed tight black pants exotic some loving is what i need But hey I'm startin to feel okay Lucky number nine hooray sepia on the staircase mirror in the back of my brain makes these hard pants feel great I used to like to complain but hey I'm startin to feel okay Lucky number nine hooray Bloody Mary mother of god grandpas on the hobby horse again tampin, broken pants chaffing I'm running out of ethnic friends But hey I'm startin to feel okay lucky number nine Hooray