Star Me Kitten
Bill Berry, Peter Buck, Michael Mills, Michael Stipe
Keys cut, three for the price of one
Nothing's free but guaranteed for a lifetime's use
I've changed the locks
And you can't have one
You, you know the other two
The brakes have worn so thin that you could hear
I hear them screeching through the door from our driveway
Hey, love, look into your glove box heart
What is there for me inside? This love is tired
I've changed the locks
Have I misplaced you?
Have we lost our minds?
Will this never end?
It could depend on your take
You, me, we used to be on fire
If keys are all that stand between
Can I throw in the ring?
No gasoline
Just fuck me kitten
You are wild and I'm in your possession
Nothing's free so, fuck me, kitten
I'm in your possession
So, fuck me, kitten
