Conan O’Brien

13 Conan O'Brien

Taste the sweat and the salt of you

You're watching me

Watching you don't know what to do with myself

Cause we're just beasts

Making love in the glow of Conan O'Brian

You never know dear you could be there next year

Your fingernails digging in my chest

You dig a hole

Straight through the bed

And we'll deal with it tomorrow

We haven't the time

Making love in the glow of Conan O'Brian

You never know dear you could be there next year

With his backing band in our heads

You never know dear you never know

Dear I have to go away

No you can't leave yet

Our friends around the world are waiting patiently

No you can't leave yet

I can't leave yet

I guess I can stay here until the doorbell rings

The we'll be forced to talk on our sh*tty phones

Making love in the glow of Conan O'Brian

Making love in the glow of Conan O'Brian

Our only soundtrack is his backing band in our heads

You never know dear

You could be there next year

You never know but not this time

Cause you chose another band and that's fine