Rip It Up - James Reyne

This river’s running deeper

Water’s cold as ice

This river’s running deeper

Water’s cold as ice

While we ricochetted from doorways

And rolled the liar’s dice

Now would you ever hurt me

Or leave me in the lurch

Now would you ever hurt me baby

Or leave me in the lurch

Do dogs chase after passing cars

Do Nuns kneel down in church

Rushing Waters

Sleeping Daughters

Rip it up

Rip it up

There’s a message from my baby

Lipstick on the fridge

There’s a message from my baby

Lipstick on the fridge

It says James don’t wait up for me

Ah take it to the bridge

And drop it in the water

When I call I call your name

Your not there your still to blame

When your gone I feel the shame

When I call I call your name

Your not there your still to blame

When your gone I feel the shame

Rip it up

You always had a soft spot

For an educated tongue

You always had a soft spot baby

For an educated tounge

I could’ve been your Henry Higgins

Could’ve been my Pygmalion