Grace from Pretty Puttanesca by Pretty Puttanesca

Grace I lost myself in your lips
I wanna know what it is,
That makes you spin, that makes you spin
I wanna take away your sin
I wanna Grace you with me,
You know this joint ain’t free!
But I’ll spend it with you,
Gracefully

The mountains thunder by
I get lost in your eyes
No compass, no map
Blue jays blot out the sky

I didn’t want you here so soon
You lick the jam off my silver spoon
But I’ll have you,
Gracefully
But I’ll have you,
Gracefully

I wanna be what it is
A little love song taking the piss,
A verse, chorus, and a bridge,
All cliché

I don’t care I’ve said this before
I don’t care you think I’m a whore
But I love you even more, gracefully

• Folk
• Rock
• bedroom pop
• indie
• outsider music
• singer-songwriter
• Philadelphia