Kitchen Person by The Associates Lyrics

I'll meet you at the gin house
I wasn't walking that way
Here I'm lisping words so careful
I eat Viennas
Drunk parade
My drunk parade

I got my ears off a jackass
I cross my 't's with black
I never ever knew there's a shyness
A shyness also
Help me out to be sane
Help me out to be sane

I was once a kitchen person myself (kitchen person myself)
Until you got to me with another shelf
I was once a kitchen person myself (kitchen person myself)
Until you got to me with another shelf
Until you got to me with another shelf
Until you got to me with another shelf
I expect to be one who's safe
We're turning the heights in turn my hardcore against the wall
You will tease but I know I can talk, south central cities

I spat in your meal by the sink, and I can't even the heart to tell you [?] against the wall
You look dazed; I know, I do too, [?] see me

I was once a kitchen person myself (kitchen person myself)
Until you got to me with another shelf
I was once a kitchen person myself (kitchen person myself)
Until you got to me with another shelf
Until you got to me with another shelf
Until you got to me with another shelf

I was once a kitchen person myself (kitchen person myself)
Until you got to me with another shelf
I was once a kitchen person myself (kitchen person myself)
Until you got to me with another shelf
Until you got to me with another shelf
Until you got to me with another shelf