Testo Hey Jupiter (The Dakota Version)

Testo Hey Jupiter (The Dakota Version)

No one's picking up the phone. Guess it's me, an' me.
An' this little masochist- she's ready to confess,
All the things that I never thought that she could feel, and,
Hey, Jupiter, nothing's been the same, so are you gay?
Are you blue? Thought we both could use a friend to run to.

Sometimes I breathe you in, and I know you know.
And sometimes you take a swim. Found your writing on my wall.
If my heart's soaking wet, boy, your boots can leave a mess.
Hey, Jupiter, nothing's been the same, so are you gay?
Are you blue? Thought we both could use a friend to run to.


Who-who, who... yes.
Who-who... who... who... who, who, yeah...
And he isn't you. Who... who-who who...


No one's picking up the phone. Guess it's clear he's gone.
An' this little masochist is lifting up her dress.
Guess I thought I could never feel the things I feel, and,
Hey, Jupiter, nothing's been the same, so are you gay?
Are you blue? Thought we both could use a friend to run to. I thought I wouldn't have to keep with you... hiding.


Who-who... who... who-who-who yes...
Who-who... who... who who (who...) yeah.
I go from day to day. (Who-who...)
I know where the cupboards are. (Who...)
I know where the car is parked. (Who...)
I know he isn't you (yes).


(BACKGROUND: Who who... who... who who... yes...
Who who... who... who who who... yeah.)


Nothing hey, hey, Jupiter, nothing here, nothing's been the same.
Nothing, nothing, nothing's been the same. Nothing here. (Who...)

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