A.C. Newman - Come Crash

That's luck, she led We should be dead
We eyed the wreck Good god, we said
She plants one kiss for the road on my chest
Salvage came after we left
Christine, come crash on my floor
That's luck, she said We should be dead
We should be stars and perfect tens
And that's just three off the top of my head
Once again, you're a godsend
Christine, come crash on my floor
That's truth, she said We should be dead
I should be sleeping in your bed
Instead, I'll crash on your floor
Christine, come crash on my floor
That's luck, she led We should be dead
We eyed the wreck Good god, we said
She plants one kiss for the road on my chest
Salvage came after we left
Christine, come crash on my floor
That's luck, she said We should be dead
We should be stars and perfect tens
And that's just three off the top of my head
Once again, you're a godsend
Christine, come crash on my floor
That's truth, she said We should be dead
I should be sleeping in your bed
Instead, I'll crash on your floor
Christine, come crash on my floor

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