Conan O'Brian

Taste the sweat and the salt of you
You're watching me
Watching you don't know what to do with myself
Because 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 my head
You never know dear, you never know

Dear, I have to go away
No, you can't leave yet
Our friends from 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 shitty 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
Cuz' you chose another band and that's fine