[bad word] on [bad word] on,

I hope you remember me like this 

Smoking cigarettes in my sundress 

Glamourous and gangster, oh yes My battle lines look like paradise next to you

I hope I remember you just like that

Lookin fresh to death in your ball cap

You say you'll tap it like a high hat

Your stupid lines they're like dynamite

The future's looking bright as black tonight

They tell me that our love cannot endure

Baby if its wrong I don't want to be right

Though I don't know a thing of this, I'm sure

There's nowhere on this earth that I'd rather be

Than in your bedroom, baby never leave

The way you're smiling, it's so deadly

Honey you're heavenly

Television heaven with you

Swinging in New York to Nirvana songs

With nothing but that t-t-televison on

Kissing in the dark in my diamonds

Put the empty TV on

Television heaven with you

I wonder if you think of me like this

On your fire escape like a hot mess

You say you're beautiful but Oh bless, [bad word] on inside, oh you crazy child, look at you

I promise that I'll think of you as the king

Put on Corleone like you're so mean

It goes for most because its our thing

I'm aging wine like a thousand times

Lucy's in the sky where it flies tonight

Heaven knows I've tried hard to find a cure

Baby if its wrong, I don't want to be right

And if you ask again I'll say I'm sure

Theres nowhere on this earth that I'd rather be

Than in your bedroom, baby never leave

The way youre smiling, its so deadly

Honey you're heavenly

Television heaven with you

Swinging in New York to Nirvana songs

With nothing but that t t televison on

Kissing in the dark in my diamonds

Put the empty TV on

Television heaven with you

Stay up tonight

Turn off the light

It feels so right, baby you're a vision in blue

Stay up tonight

Turn off the light

It feels so right 

Watching television with you Oooooohohhho

There's nowhere on this earth that I'd rather be

Than in your bedroom, baby never leave

The way you're smiling its so deadly

Honey you're so heavenly

Television heaven with you

Swinging in New York 

To Nirvana songs

With nothing but that t-t-televison on

Kissing in the dark in my diamonds

Put the empty TV on, television heaven with you