Swrdswllngwhr (Wishing Well) (The Limousines)

I got a date I'm a sword-swallowing whore I'm burning up, I'm burning up So put some water on me I keep the pace till I'm torn, swollen and sore And, sure enough, they're turning up to drop a dollar on me We baptized each other in lover's spit I'm burning up, I'm burning up So put some water on me Well, even if we found love, what would we do with it? You'd better run, run, run and tell someone you found a wishing well The bottom of a barrel of a gun You'd better run, run, run Tell someone Made my mistake when I came dancing through the door I'm burning up, I'm burning up So put some water on me I found my faith, but I don't want it anymore And, sure enough, I've given up No one could ever love me When fast times take over and run with this I'm burning up, I'm burning up So put some water on me Don't even try to slow down You'll just ruin this You'd better run, run, run and tell someone you found a wishing well The bottom of a barrel of a gun You'd better run, run, run Tell someone Tell someone You'd better run, run, run And tell someone You found a wishing well Bottom of a barrel of a gun You'd better run, run, run And tell someone You found a wishing well I'm burning up, I'm burning up So put some water on me I'm burning up, I'm burning up So put some water on me On me On me, on me So put some water on me I'm burning up, I'm burning up So put some water on me