Coltrane

You sound like a broken record baby, 1973
Taught yourself to play the drums said it would set you free
I’ve never been the type of woman to dance on others’ beats
High heels, metallic shades, the duchess of these streets

Everybody loves to see pretty people arguing
Baby that’s just you and me, vinyl playing
No one ever wants to see pretty people when they bleed
Paint dripping like a Pollock, messed up all the colors

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Play me some Coltrane
Keep it on replay
So we don’t fade away
Play me some Coltrane

This is starting to sound old babe, where are all the hits?
Thought we wrote them years ago, guess they could never stick
You never were the type of player to mimic others’ beats
Escaping with your mind, a misfit in these streets

Everybody loves to see pretty people arguing
Baby that’s just you and me, vinyl playing
No one ever wants to see pretty people when they bleed
Paint dripping like a Pollock, messed up all the colors

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Play me some Coltrane
Keep it on replay
So we don’t fade away
Play me some Coltrane

Everybody loves to see pretty people arguing
Baby that’s just you and me, vinyl playing
No one ever wants to see pretty people when they bleed
Paint dripping like a Pollock
You messed up all, you messed up all, you messed up all

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Play me some Coltrane
Keep it on replay
So we don’t fade away
Play me some Coltrane