Lyrics Blonde Redhead

Blonde Redhead

My Plants Are Dead

I heard you on the radio,

I said they are my friends

Do you want your keys ?

Your plants are dead

How long you in town for ?

I saw your petit chien

She didn't come with you ?

What you've been listening to ?

I woke up this morning, didn't feel for a part

I let the boys party but I'm just gonna chill

But I'd love to see you before I leave

I leave next weekend I'm not ready to go

Tell me about you, tell me about Harry

You know what I heard between you and I

I woke up this morning, didn't feel for a part

I let the boys party but I'm just gonna chill

But I'd love to see you before I leave

I leave next weekend I'm not ready to go

Tell me about you, tell me about blue

Tell me about Harry, tell me about Paul

Tell me about Chiara, tell me about Jane

Tell me about New York, tell me about her