Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories Lisa Listen Lyrics

Who would steal on sunday?
Whod made them believe make believe?
Whod buy a prayer when you can pray for free?
If the way you drank your coffee was the way you looked at me,
Then I could take both my hands off the tv.
Ive been sleeping on half of my bed lately,
And thinking about what you said to me,
youre tipsy, youre turning, you are alive, you are burning.
Lisa, wont you listen?
The moon shines for you.
Youre tipsy, youre turning, you are alive, you are burning.
A sweet man will sing a seafaring song,
And a dear, strong woman coos gently along.
Good guys at the cozy are servin folks for free.
Did you ever notice there are so many people in bands in the city?
Ive been sleeping on half of my bed lately,
And thinking about what you said to me,
youre tipsy, youre turning, you are alive, you are burning.
And I will not judge you by the way you play your instrument.
No, thats true as fiction, sometimes I do,
But the moon shines halfway sometimes too.
Lisa, wont you listen?
The moon shines for you:
Youre tipsy and turning, youve got one foot on the floor.
Youre alive, you are burning.
You always wanted more.