Lisa Loeb

Taffy

Lisa Loeb


My friend's got a bruise on his leg, 
A bruise on his leg 
Everytime you speak. 
My friend's got a bruise on his leg, where I press my knee 
Everytime you speak. 
Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes. 
Sometimes you tell the truth like you're pulling taffy. 
My friend's got a bruise on his arm, a bruise on his arm 
Everytime you speak. 
My friend's got a bruise on his arm, where I shove my elbow 
Everytime you speak. 
Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes, and sometimes you tell the truth like 
You're pulling taffy. 
My friend's got a bruise on his ribs where I poke my finger 
Everytime you speak. 
My friend's got a bruise on his ribs, his rib cage is now numb 
Everytime you speak. 
Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes, 
And sometimes you tell the truth like you're pulling taffy.