Split Ends Lyrics

(T Finn/P Judd) - Beginning of the Enz
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 Writing letters to my frenz
 Telling them all about split ends
 Watching flowers hit the floor
 Why can't he see there's so much more

 Four of one, twenty of another
 It's all the same to me brother
 Never know these days mother
 I might still be your lover... yeah

 Nothing else is so obscene as
 coffee beans and smoke machines
 Take your daughter for a ride
 Let her know you're on her side

 Guess there's no words can beat
 The Sunday treat where rigamortis meat
 Wish you'd never found your feet
 Sniffing toe jams really neat... it is

 Writing letters to my frenz
 Telling them all about split ends