The lesbians next door give me much more than I bargained for
They come home and they slam the apartment door
At a quarter to 4
And now I’m not asleep anymore
But their night’s not complete ‘til they audibly eat out each other
I pray to my mother and clutch at the covers
Because their room is right next to my feet
And all that divides us is a wall that’s as thin as a sheet
And the walls are so painfully thin
You could hear the drop of a pin
Or, in this special case
At the moment the finger slips in
Every moan that I hear is a blow to my ear
If I’d known last year
When my lease was renewed
That my neighbors would be so lewd
I’d rather move back home, I fear
And it’s not because they’re queer
I’ll admit, at the end of the day
That the rent is so cheap I can’t really complain
So I feel like a creep but I don’t make a peep
The lesbians next door go for more
They continue to fuck
If I’m in any luck, I’ll just try and ignore
All the ruckus next door
And start focusing more on counting sheep
So I can finally get back to sleep