Lyrics

The bottle on the pavement
Lays alone in the lot
As if it’s only waiting
For a kissing game to start

Big anticipation there
Whispered secrets in the air
Wind inertia savoir faire
On a mission truth or dare

Little bottle on the street
Laying shyly at my feet
Spin around and spin around
On your little spot of ground

It points in no direction
That’s of consequence at all
It wants to make you take a chance
It wants to make you fall

Two minutes in the dark
Five minutes in the park
Shotgun me at half past four
Turn around and spin some more

What’s the real difference
Between bottle and girl
When either spins around if
You give it a twirl

Vessel for a soda pop
Pointing pointing stoppy stop
Little girl with lollipop
Open mouth and open top

Bottle is cast off with shame
And no one will play the game
Boys and girls will find another
thing to take the blame

I lay alone on the ground in the park
As if I’m only waiting
for a kissing game to start