Can You Call Me? - Neïmo

I’m an ephemeral garbage collector

Collecting memories from her golden mind

Minding not to leave anything bad behind

Behind her back, behind her back

I can say what turns her on

I can say, I can say

Fridays are lonely, nights even colder

I need a fix, can you call me?

The world is a stranger, I’m feeling much better

I need a fix, can you call me?

I am her saviour, her messiah, I’m her Dylan

Dealing with fears I will soon uncover her soul

So listen out for words and clues in between

Between her legs, between her legs !

I am her Ringo and her John and her Paul

Pollinate easy, she will blossom in May

Maybe the time is right, time is right

For me to hang up the phone

I can say what turns her on

I can say, I can say

Fridays are lonely, nights even colder

I need a fix, can you call me?

The world is a stranger, I’m feeling much better

I need a fix, can you call me?

Remember running into the April rain

I told you once the weather forecast lies

You cut your wrists and then you close your eyes

Remember I had once to dull the pain

I can tell what turns her on

Fridays are lonely, nights even colder

I need a fix, can you call me?

The world is a stranger, I’m feeling much better

I need a fix, can you call me?

I need a fix, can you call me?

I need a fix, can you call me?

I need a fix, can you call me?