| 歌曲 | Bottom Drawer |
| 歌手 | The Wolfgang Press |
| 专辑 | Bird Wood Cage |
| 作曲 : Mark Cox/Michael Allen/Andrew Gray | |
| Stop wearing my shirts. | |
| Stop wearing my socks. | |
| I'm not your mother. | |
| I can't be bothered. | |
| You say you don't think | |
| I'm funny anymore | |
| So you put my face in the bottom drawer. | |
| You keep your eyes for the boy next door. | |
| I don't call that funny anymore | |
| Just catch a mirror | |
| Find out who's lonesome. | |
| My suit is fine, | |
| I'm not a | |
| D.J. You say you found it. | |
| I say you lost it. | |
| I say you know why | |
| I can't find it. | |
| I know what you've been saying. | |
| Yes I know where the kitchen sink is. | |
| You're making eyes at the boy next door. | |
| I don't call that funny anymore. | |
| Woman me and | |
| I hold my eyes | |
| And I keep it sane but | |
| I don't know why. | |
| Keep going time. keep going questions. | |
| My eyes have seen my own mess. | |
| I know why the beedrooms stinking. | |
| My house is full of strangers. | |
| I'm not making for the boy next door. | |
| So keep your pants in the bottom drawer. | |
| It's coming to you. | |
| It's coming to you. | |
| It's coming to you. | |
| It's riding to you. | |
| Here it comes on two brown legs. |
| zuò qǔ : Mark Cox Michael Allen Andrew Gray | |
| Stop wearing my shirts. | |
| Stop wearing my socks. | |
| I' m not your mother. | |
| I can' t be bothered. | |
| You say you don' t think | |
| I' m funny anymore | |
| So you put my face in the bottom drawer. | |
| You keep your eyes for the boy next door. | |
| I don' t call that funny anymore | |
| Just catch a mirror | |
| Find out who' s lonesome. | |
| My suit is fine, | |
| I' m not a | |
| D. J. You say you found it. | |
| I say you lost it. | |
| I say you know why | |
| I can' t find it. | |
| I know what you' ve been saying. | |
| Yes I know where the kitchen sink is. | |
| You' re making eyes at the boy next door. | |
| I don' t call that funny anymore. | |
| Woman me and | |
| I hold my eyes | |
| And I keep it sane but | |
| I don' t know why. | |
| Keep going time. keep going questions. | |
| My eyes have seen my own mess. | |
| I know why the beedrooms stinking. | |
| My house is full of strangers. | |
| I' m not making for the boy next door. | |
| So keep your pants in the bottom drawer. | |
| It' s coming to you. | |
| It' s coming to you. | |
| It' s coming to you. | |
| It' s riding to you. | |
| Here it comes on two brown legs. |