Cheetah Tongue - The Wombats, Benson

I cut off my head and my cheetah tongue

I can’t think straight and my mouth is numb

Don’t shut your eyes till we fade to black

Cause maybe this time the good stuff could last

You won me over

My orange cola got black flamingos crying for ya

Well I’ll see you later

I could be your faker

My hands shake like jellyfish when you’re near

I cut off my head and my cheetah tongue

I can’t think straight and my mouth is numb

Don’t shut your eyes till we fade to black

Cause maybe this time the good stuff could last

You’re a hammer, sweet firecracker

Stumbling through Chinatown

Liar, liar, my house is on fire

Somewhere between Chinatown and here

I cut off my head and my cheetah tongue

I can’t think straight and my mouth is numb

Don’t shut your eyes till we fade to black

Cause maybe this time the good stuff could last

Come a little closer, it’s alright

I’ll be your character with flaws tonight

Come a little closer, my firefly

You’re not the only one who doesn’t want to be alone tonight

I cut off my head and my cheetah tongue

I can’t think straight and my mouth is numb

Don’t shut your eyes till we fade to black

Cause maybe this time the good stuff could last