Deanna Marie - Coke Machine

I don’t remember the words of men that talk
I don’t remember the words of men who have led me
From beach to bed
I don’t remember
The talk of me, their bitter talk
I don’t remember the bitter lemons that have left
The talk of men
I don’t remember the bitter lemons
I don’t remember
The yellow rinds that have left my mouth
And gone to yours
I don’t remember the bitter lemons
I don’t remember the talk, the talk of men
Talk is wet
After all
Talk is wet and washes away thusforth
Talk is wet and it washes away
From my mouth into yours
And talk is wet and we are wet too
Talk is wet
I don’t remember the bitter lemons