Clean
Incubus
Today, everything was fine fine fine
Until roundabout quarter to 9
Suddenly I found myself in a bind, a bind
Was it something I said
Something I read
And manifested that's getting you down
Don't you dare come to bed with that ambiguous look in your eye
I'd sooner sleep by an open fire and wake up fried
Say what you will
Say what you mean
No, you could never offend
Your dirty words come out clean, clean
Tomorrow, what price will I pay
Could I make it all up to you by serving coffee for two in bed
Would you then give me
The time of day
I need a map of your head, translated into English
So I can learn to not make you frown
Feel better if you vent, put your frustrations
Into four letter words and let them out on
Mine
The most weathered ears in town
Say what you will
Say what you mean
No, you could never offend
Your dirty words come out clean
Clean
Clean
Clean
Clean
Clean
Clean
Say what you will
Say what you mean
No, you could never offend
Your dirty words come out clean
Say what you will
Say what you mean
No, you could never offend
Your dirty words come out clean, clean
