Tulane Songtext / Lyric

Tulane, Tulane. Tulane, Tulane. Tulane, Tulane.
Tulane.
Oh, Tulane. Oh, Tulane.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
Tulane.
Yeah, yeah.
Whoa, whoa.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
Whoa, whoa.
Yeah, yeah.

Tonight, tonight. I'm feeling real good, feeling just about right.
Today, today. Anything goes with me.
So, you wanna sell yourself.
Well put yourself on the table, babe.
And all the things that you decide, an expense, it waits.
Oh yeah, yeah.

And tell me all about your friends.
They got a lot to do with me, with you.
And tell me how it is you spend your nights, your days, your nights.
Let's go!

// Come here, cutie. Hey, come here. Did you hear what I said? I said come here. Come here, Daddy. //

She told me she would never wear them.
She told me she would never wear them.
( On French soil. )
She told me she would never wear them.
She told me she would never wear them.
( To find them. )
She told me she would never wear them.
She told me she would never wear them.
( A sculpture. )
She told me she would never wear them.

She told me. She would never. Wear them.

My fault.
It's not my fault.
It's not my fault.
It's not my fault.
No. It's not my fault.