seven weeks by Pepper

My words don't, they don't work on you
No, they don't work like they used to.


Cause it's been seven weeks, seven weeks
oh, oh, oh seven weeks since i've called you.
When I try now, I just can't get through
SO far the drinks have been SO STRONG.
No writing on the post cards.
NO MEMORIES TO HANG ON.

...
I call you up to see what you're doing,
To see if you won't
SEND ME YOUR LOVE,
right through the ceiling,

I need your love, darlin' this evening!

Oh moma moma moma what can I do!?


There's a jukebox baby,
and you can play OUR favorite song all night,
Until your money's gone,
Cause if IM RIGHT ABOUT YOU DARLIN'
then you're probably laying in bed,
and your temperature is boiling,
Cause your making things up in your head.


It's been seven weeks, seven weeks
ohohoh seven weeks since I called you
WHEN I TRY NOW, I JUST CAN'T GET THROUGH.
So Far, the days have been SO long,
but now I got my fade on,
SCREAMING AT YOU AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS.


Fog is lifting from the old man,
I had so much fun in the trash can,
I wave my flag
but you still send your troops in
to the war in your soul.


Send me your love,
RIGHT THROUGH THE CEILING
I NEED YOUR LOVE, darlin' THIS EVENING!

oh momamomamoma
what can I do!?

It's been seven weeks, seven weeks
ohohoh seven weeks since I called you
When I try now, just can't get through.
SO FAR THE DRINKS ARE STILL SO STRONG.

now there IS writing on the post cards,
BABY seven weeks is just TOO long...