White Belly

(álbum: Star - 1993)

That was some hurricane
Rode in on the back of a heart attack
Made a mistake... on a fire escape
In San Fransisco
Worked my way back... in a hallway
In LA

Put on your black dress
Float on your back
Too Long, Too Late
Now I'm gone

Somewhere to sleep
Somewhere to sleep
Somewhere to scrape your body off my feet

Put on your black dress
Float on your back
Too Long, Too late
Now I'm gone

White bellied up in the sun
... bellied up in the sun

Still diving... for the big one

Put on your black dress
Float on your back
Put on your black dress
(White bellied up in the sun)
Float on your back
(Bellied up in the sun)

Too long, too late
Now I'm gone

White Bellied up in the sun
... bellied up in the sun
White Bellied up in the sun
... bellied up in the sun