🎙️ DreamScroller here. True story. Sort of. Delivered with a prescription dose of post-punk snark suavely mixed with a mainline of new-wave nostalgia, rest assured this ain’t your momma’s breakup song. Thanks for listening & enjoy! 🎧 ******************************************************* We first kissed on your island Where you said I was an island Where feeling buzzed and twirled I said you were my island girl And you didn’t say I was wrong I fell in love that day I drowned in love that instant No one warned me I had to pay No one told me it was pay to be playin’ Just to keep you from strayin’ I wasn’t goin’ crazy But I could have been I stayed sane because you amazed me Till I took it on the chin And you turned into a might-have-been I think most can agree There’s nothin’ wrong with a thong It can make you feel free But somehow you managed To run out of wrong Leavin’ me here so terribly long With my heart bruised and bandaged So today I present to you, my love This Certificate of Bad Conduct Consider it a final gift from above A good song from a bad conductor of love We first kissed on your island Where you said I was an island Where feelin’ buzzed and twirled I said you were my island girl And you didn’t say I was wrong I fell in love that day I drowned in love that instant No one warned me I had to pay No one told me it was pay to be playin’ Just to keep you from strayin’ I wasn’t goin’ crazy But I could have been I stayed sane because you amazed me With my heart bruised and bandaged So today I present to you, my love This Certificate of Bad Conduct Consider it a final gift from above A good song from a bad conductor of love We first kissed on your island Where you said I was an island Where feelin’ buzzed and twirled I said you were my island girl And you didn’t say I was wrong I fell in love that day I drowned in love that instant No one warned me I had to pay No one told me it was pay to be playin’ Just to keep you from strayin’ I wasn’t goin’ crazy But I could have been I stayed sane because you amazed me Till I took it on the chin And you turned into a might-have-been There’s nothin’ wrong with a thong But somehow you managed To run out of wrong And let down your hair Leavin’ me here so awfully long With my heart pierced and bandaged So today I present to you, my love This Certificate of Bad Conduct Consider it a final gift from above A good song from a bad conductor of love So today I present to you, my love This Certificate of Bad Conduct Consider it a final gift from above A good song from a bad conductor of love Copyright © DreamScroller. All rights reserved.