she got dressed

Lyrics

he's made of sand, not flesh and not bone, he's as good as the seeds he's sown, but he loves you so, like no one else you know could do, put your wedding dress on, on the tip of my tongue, as the back beat cracks, i hit my drum, i get into the car, my interrogation starts, in the passenger seat, there's a ton of mess of tangled leads, and a golden ring, glimmerin' at her feet, and the beat it goes on, she got she, got dressed got, she got dressed up, and the beat it goes on, is he quick on his feet?, does he ever look past you on the street?, is he ever on time, when he's getting home at night?, in the opposite side, every argument keepin' every night, is it what you accept?, is there anything that's left?, and the beat it goes on, she got she, got dressed got, she got dressed up, and the beat it goes on, she got she, got dressed got, she got dressed up, beat will go on, yeah the beat will go, for the king in the pot, yeah the beat will go on, beat will go on, over land over still, out of the garden and over the hill,