
Lipstick on Her Teeth
haletstaue· 3:34 · 1 play · v3-preview
- 2000s
- female vocalist
- latin pop
- dance pop
- power pop
- third wave ska revival
- surf rock
- brass
Lyrics
Intro
(Come on)
Verse 1
She showed up at my doorstep with a map she'd set on fire
Said, "Pack a bag, no questions, we're going somewhere higher"
Lucky coin in her pocket, lipstick on her teeth
And a smile that said she'd pull the whole road out from beneath
Pre-Chorus
I know I should say no
But the engine's already running, so I go
Chorus
Oh, take the detour, take the long way down
Spin me through the desert and the neon town
Take the detour, I won't ask you why
Hold on, hold on, we're gonna fly
Verse 2
Motel pool at midnight, fortune cookie in the sand
Her cousin's band is playing in a parking lot, unplanned
She taught me how to hot-wire a jukebox in a bar
Told the bouncer I was famous, and we got in by far
Pre-Chorus
I know I should say no
But the engine's already running, so I go
Chorus
Oh, take the detour, take the long way down
Spin me through the desert and the neon town
Take the detour, I won't ask you why
Hold on, hold on, we're gonna fly
Brass Fanfare
Surf Guitar Break
Ska Break
Bridge
(Wait, where's my wallet?)
Sunday morning light on a stranger's kitchen floor
Wearing someone's jacket and I'm not sure what for
Note on the counter, a lipstick heart, a wink
And a coin on the table, that's all, I think
Pre-Chorus
I know I should say no
But the engine's already running, so I go
Chorus
Oh, take the detour, take the long way down
I'd do it all again in a heartbeat, in a town
Take the detour, I know how it ends
But the best kind of trouble is the kind that makes you friends
Outro
She's a, she's my detour girl
She's my detour girl
She's my detour girl
She's my detour girl
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