Don’t Get Rid of It (You’d Look Good In It) lyrics

[Intro]
Ruminations on the looming effects of the parallax view
And the figure and the form and the revolving door
That keeps turning out more and more
Good women like you
Yet another woman to whom I won't get through
Ruminations on the looming effects of the parallax view
And the figure and the form and the revolving door
That keeps turning out more and more
Good women like you
Yet another woman to whom I won't get through

[Verse 1]
Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies
Take it easy
When he leaves me
Please be my guest
To whatever I might have left
In his kitchen cupboards
In the back of his bathroom cabinets

Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes
There's a dress in the closet
Don't get rid of it
You'd look good in it
I didn't fit in it
It was never mine
It belonged to the ex-wife of another ex of mine
She left it behind with a note
One line that said:
"I don't know how I'm coming across
But I'm really trying"
She was very kind
[Verse 2: Blake Mills]
Oh, [?]
Take a closer look from a few steps back
See all that is that which is comprised of you
That which I love you
Cause f*ck you, I love you
Make a place for me
Beneath the rain cloud balloon above you
It'd be insane to make comparisons
It would be insane to engage in competition with me
[?]

[Outro]
Ruminations on the looming effects of the parallax view
And the figure and the form and the revolving door
That keeps turning out more and more
Good women like you
Yet another woman to whom I won't get through
Ruminations on the looming effects of the parallax view
And the figure and the form and the revolving door
That keeps turning out more and more
Good women like you
Yet another woman to whom I won't get through
Ruminations on the looming effects of the parallax view
And the figure and the form and the revolving door
That keeps turning out more and more
Good women like you
Yet another woman to whom I won't get through
Ruminations on the looming effects of the parallax view
And the figure and the form and the revolving door
That keeps turning out more and more
Good women like you
Yet another woman to whom I won't get through