Monday, August 12, 2013

L'Homme Run- Interracial Dating lyrics

When Ezra Koenig of Vampire Weekend (my fav band) was in college him and Andrew Kalaidjian created L'Homme Run as sort of a joke. 
They made funny songs but they wanted to be taken seriously, but they never were.
I hope one of you guys sees this!
MAKE ANOTHER RAP!

L'HOMME RUN- INTERRACIAL DATING


When I see your long black hair in the shower
Baby girl it feels just like you’re at home
When I see your plate left out on the table
Baby girl I know I’m never alone
When I see your long black hair in the shower
Baby girl it feels just like you’re at home
Baby girl you’re talkin’ and I will be listenin’
But somethings I just can’t tell from your tone

Verse 1 (Andrew)
Funny how it started we were both a little bothered
By the warning signs the ones behind the subtle vision
Still I had to make you mine
I got no time for big decisions
Rather call it on the moment
Well won’t it be better bring just a minute
Seconds start with just a distance
Past the hour
Faster now we’re
After hour
April showers
How your long black hair
Is at home
I planted these flowers
And just look how high they have grown

Chorus
When I see your long black hair in the shower
Baby girl it feels just like you’re at home
When I see your plate left out on the table
Baby girl I know I’m never alone
When I see your long black hair in the shower
Baby girl it feels just like you’re at home
Baby girl you’re talkin’ and I will be listenin’
But somethings I just can’t tell from your tone

Verse 2 (Ezra)
From here to Texas
Girls call me sexist
‘Cause I airbrushed your breasts
On the top of my lexus
But it’s just ’cause I fell in love with your solar plexus,
Your ribcage and your beaded necklace
So
So tell me what you wanna do
‘Cause another cup of cinnamon is comin’ through
I’m not Napoleon, I Waterloo
L’Homme Run got feelings too
And you pretty pretty pretty girls who sing
Are
The last thing that a guy like me wanna get inside his car

Chorus
When I see your long black hair in the shower
Baby girl it feels just like you’re at home
When I see your plate left out on the table
Baby girl I know I’m never alone
When I see your long black hair in the shower
Baby girl it feels just like you’re at home
Baby girl you’re talkin’ and I will be listenin’

But somethings I just can’t tell from your tone





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