domestica

Bjork

Oh boy
Where have i put my keys?

I've looked in my pocket
Behind the newspaper
And underneath the remote control
And i cannot find where i put it again

Oh boy
I cannot find my keys
I'm far too late

The door is open now
A taxi is waiting there

A phone keeps ringing
I am definitely not going to
Pick it up

'cause
When i grow up
I'm gonna get those fancy keyrings
That you whistle at
And they whistle right back
At you