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You Am I
You Am I


Background information
Origin Sydney, New South Wales, Australia
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Years active 1989—present
Label(s) Virgin Records
Restless Records
rooART Records
Associated acts The Wrights
The Pictures
Tim Rogers
Tex Perkins
Website Website
Members
Tim Rogers
David Lane
Andy Kent
Rusty Hopkinson
Former members
Jaimme Rogers
Nick Tischler
Mark Tunaley
Greg Hitchcock



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You Am I Lyrics

"Nifty Lil' Number Like You" lyrics


One, two, who the hell are you?

It was the hottest night in town surely for years,
They were hookin' up the TVs outside the bars,
Sweet mahoo.
Moon hit my eye like a big ol' scarlet pie,
And I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you.
Yeah I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you.

Now how did you smile when you were five?
What trouble did you get your good own self into at night?
Hoo!
How did you flirt in that debutant skirt?
What a catch I dream, a nifty lil' number like you,
I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you.

Her hair falls out behind just like a long black limousine,
Teasing with the life
You know this boy could only dream,
Now I got a mosaic life,
With nothing to decide,
I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you
I wanna be on down with a nifty lil' number like you.

Now my back's all broke and my brain's turned to sour mash, yeah
From who stole the soul and bagged that greasy cash.
But as soon as I hear that telecast my reds all turn to blue,
And I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you
Yeah I'm gonna lay on down with a nifty lil' number like you.

Her hair falls out behind just like a long black limousine,
Teasing all my life
you know this boy could only dream,
Now I got a mosaic life,
With nothing to decide,
I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you
I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you.

You know it's killin' me sweet,
But what'm I gonna do about it?
You know it's killin' me sweet,
But what'm I gonna do without it?

That sweet bourbon and dry
Sit on down, get your toe wet,
Bite my lip and I'll make you my wife!

Her hair falls out behind just like a long black limousine,
Teasing all my life
You know this boy could only dream,
Now I got a mosaic life,
With nothing to decide,
With nothing to decide,
With nothing to decide,

Falls out behind just like a long black limousine,
Teasing all my life
You know this boy could only dream,
No shit Sherlock,
She makes my shingles ROCK,
I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you
I'm wanna lay on down with a nifty lil' number like you

I'm gonna bed on down with a nifty lil' number like,
Oh damn, nifty lil' number like,
Bed on down with a nifty lil' number like you.

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