Texty: Liz Phair. Funstyle. Oh Bangladesh.

Why do you treat me so good
With all the love that you have?
You chase me into the wood
And feed my baby-bird mouth

I turn my back for a moment
And all the love starts to swell
Don't need no pill to take me under
And love you so well

Wake up and sing
Wake up dancing
Wake up and sing

How dare you be you, how dare I be me?
The two of us lost in our own fantasy
Oh, Bangladesh, you're all I think of
And nothing, oh, nothing is ever enough

Wake up and sing
Wake up dancing
Wake up and sing

Wake up and sing
Wake up dancing
Wake up and sing

Why do you treat me so good
With all the mess that I'm in?
I feel the reach of the cue
Whenever we begin

You shoot your ball in my pocket
And all the love starts to swell
One good reason to get under
And love you so well

Wake up and sing
Wake up dancing
Wake up and sing

Oh, Bangladesh, how could you believe
There's nowhere on Earth that I'd rather be?
With Hell down below and Heaven above
And nothing, oh, nothing

Nothing, oh, nothing
(Wake up dancing)
Nothing
(Wake up and sing)
Is ever enough