Pritt Stick from Space Junk by Sam Lou Talbot

PRITT STICK

Blue, blue eyes are you coming around? Turn my flat into the seaside. I am waiting for you. To come around and make me laugh. After the age of 45 a woman needs a man with a man with a GSOH above any other escape, my love. Do you have a GSOH? Then tell me what do you do with it? Should you come around and bring it on a lead. GSOH. Lovely, I am waiting for your GSOH. Tell me what will you do with it. Is it glue or Pritt Stick? Baby, will you tell me your secrets or keep it in your hand. What else do you have? Or will you keep it in your hand? My love, Keep it in your hand. Tell me, what do you have? Or will you keep it in your hand? My love, are you coming on a Friday night? A Friday night. Are you coming, are you coming? On a Friday night. Bring your Pritt Stick, love. Bring your Pritt Stick, love. Bring your Pritt Stick, love. Bring your Pritt Stick, love. You can glue my walls and put up the posters you want. I don’t mind. It’s not my flat. And anyway, the landlord can complain should he wish to. Are you coming around my love? On a Friday night. Are you coming around my love? On a Friday night. A Friday night. Are you coming to save me on a Friday night? Kiss your perfect body. The way you smell is… And I want to take you in my arms. Pritt Stick or Blue Tack. Make it messy on the walls. Messy on the walls. Messy on the walls. Messy on the walls. Will you come around? Come around, love? Will you come around baby and do some good? Will you come around, darling? Come around love, and do some good?

• Alternative
• counterculture
• folk
• indie
• post-punk
• singer-songwriter
• Glasgow