Salad - Come Back Tomorrow lyrics

Come on baby - I want your milt

Come back tomorrow, I won't be getting home till then

Come back tomorrow, we'll trip the light fantastic in my bed

Don't you know that it's true, my hair was an igloo

Built from varnish and glue

All the love in the world could never heal it

Come round tomorrow, Take my advice and bring a silver comb

If you still love me, we'll sit a while between the shows

And they said that it's true, Brighton pier holds a message for you

All the seagulls that fly there whisper it softly

Well you got to wear it out, one false move will let it fall out

Yeah you gotta let it out, don't leave it hanging all about

And if your heartbeats are round you'll know that you are breathing

All these thoughts are profound, They take us up to touch the ceiling

Come back tomorrow, we'll trip the light fantastic in my bed