Letra da Música: Taffy - Martina Topley-Bird

My friend's got a bruise on his leg, a bruise on his leg
Everytime you speak
My friend's got a bruise on his leg, where I press my knee
Everytime you speak
Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes
Sometimes you tell the truth like you're pulling taffy
My friend's got a bruise on his arm, a bruise on his arm
Everytime you speak
My friend's got a bruise on his arm, where I shove my elbow
Everytime you speak
Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes
And sometimes you tell the truth like you're pulling taffy

My friend's got a bruise on his ribs where I poke my finger
Everytime you speak
My friend's got a bruise on his ribs, his rib cage is now numb
Everytime you speak
Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes
And sometimes you tell the truth like you're pulling taffy