BLOOD ORANGE SAMPLE
Written and Produced by: LAUNDRY DAY
Directed by: Jude Lipkin
Shot by: Camilla Ffrench
Edited by: Jude Lipkin and Camilla Ffrench
Running out of ideas. Running out of time.
Running out of ideas, running out of time
Running out of ideas, running out of time
Running out of pictures for the frames in my mind
Running out of glasses for the lemon and the limes
The lemon and the limes
The lemon and the limes
Running out of glasses for the lemon and the limes
The lemon and the limes
The lemon and the limes
Running out of glasses for the le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le
Who's that you're callin your baby?
(Who's that you're callin your baby?)
You know that you need me
Aw naw
Who's that you're callin your baby?
(Who's that you're callin your baby?)
You know that you need me
Aw naw
Because you're
Running out of ideas, running out of time
Running out of ideas, running out of time
Running out of pictures for the frames in my mind
Running out of glasses for the lemon and the limes
The lemon and the limes
The lemon and the limes
Running out of glasses for the lemon and the limes
The lemon and the limes
The lemon and the limes
Running out of glasses for the lemon and the limes
And still you’re staring me down
Both ends burned out aint chasing you round
Even when two shots go down
Leavin a lil sour in my mouth
Don’t make me say what I just said again
Don’t bring it all up in front of my friends
If you really loved me you would save it for the end
And not hurt my feelings each time I begin (ah)
I won’t bear this now
Wont waste myself keeping you grounded
Still drunk when I found out
Still drunk but I won’t allow it (ah-ah)
I won’t bear this now
Won’t waste myself keeping you grounded
Still drunk when I found out
I bet you wish that I didn’t find out huh
Mama mama mama, do you hear my call?
I'm screaming at you from the other end of the mall
I remember I was only two years old
That was the beginning of the end of it all
That was the beginning of the end of my world
After that it turned out I'd be sharin my world
With a little itty-bitty mystery girl
Sleeping in the belly, in the womb, in the shirt
Sleepin in your belly, in your womb, in your shirt
And now I'm screamin
Who's that you're calling your baby?
And now I'm screamin
Who's that you're calling your baby?
And now I'm screamin
Who's that you're calling your baby?
(Who's that you're calling your baby?)
And now I'm screamin
Who's that you're calling your baby?
(Who's that you're calling your baby?)
Baby
Who's that you're calling your baby?
(Who's that you're calling your baby?)
Who's that you're calling your baby?
(Who's that you're calling your baby?)
Who's that you're calling your baby?
(Who's that you're calling your baby?)
Who's that you're calling your
Who's that you;'re calling your baby
Your baby
I’m pulling you….so far…..
