- Lyrics
- Album list
- Singer Intro
The Magnetic Fields
-
Irma
Lyricist:Stephin Merritt
Irma waits by the window Vaguely looking down at her socks And humming, possibly her Father will come home with a box
Of chocolates, possibly Not father's memory Was never what it once was Shouldn't really drive anymore Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Either as if in answer With a sound like blowing up your
Ears, father's jeep crashes Through Irma's wall she says Bad words as several hundred Boxes of her favorite kind Of chocolate fill her bedroom But she doesn't actually mind
-
|