Cricket Girl from Zeroes EP by Real Frogs

I'd let you move in and sleep in the basement, baby. Alright, Cricket-Girl, you know when you wake me, wailing.

We'll dance in living rooms, draped by the windows, and I'll hold you with broken fingers tonight. Here we watch the orange sun; we can watch the orange sun, and I can whistle your name to thrill you.

How you gnaw on my arms and elbows! How sweetly your eyes glow! Under streetlights you cry at me, waving madly with all six legs. I'll hover right over here. I'll fly you home when you want me to, and I will whistle your name to thrill you.

Every night, you lick and chew and cry at me. Every night, you serenade the street. Kiss me right with your insect mouth, get back in the light, and turn to love. Curl up at the foot of the bed. Or you might get around to curling up with me, and I will whistle with you late in the night, and in the morning teach you never to bite, and we will hide here so we'll never die. I'll find a bed for you, and keep you happy.

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