going down

The Stone Roses

Dawn sings in the garden
Phone sings in the hall
This boyââ?¬â?¢s dead from two dayââ?¬â?¢s life
Resurrected by the call
Penny here weââ?¬â?¢ve got to come
So come on round to me
Thereââ?¬â?¢s so much penny lying here
To touch, taste and tease
Ring a ding ding ding Iââ?¬â?¢m going down
Iââ?¬â?¢m coming round
Pennyââ?¬â?¢s place her crummy room
Her dansette crackles to jimiââ?¬â?¢s tune
I donââ?¬â?¢t care I taste ambre solaire
Her neck her thighs her lips her hair
Ring a ding ding ding Iââ?¬â?¢m going down
Iââ?¬â?¢m coming around

All thoughts of sleep desert me
There is no time
Thirty minutes brings me round to her number nine

Yeah she looks like a painting
Jackson pollockââ?¬â?¢s number five
Come into the forest and taste the trees
The sun starts shining and Iââ?¬â?¢m hard to please
Ring a ding ding ding Iââ?¬â?¢m going down
Iââ?¬â?¢m coming around

All thoughts of sleep desert me
There is no time
Thirty minutes brings me round to her number nine

To look down on the clouds
You donââ?¬â?¢t need to fly
Iââ?¬â?¢ve never flown in a plane
Iââ?¬â?¢ll live until I die