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Written & Produced by Billy Webster
Lead Guitar - Carl Basler
Recorded at The Jersey Dream
(c) Shampoo Girl Music, 1999

Lyrics

I met her in the winter of nineteen and ninety-nine
And I took her for a riddle & she took me for a rhyme
I said I know you…I know you…I do
Tropanella Bride, you’ve got nothing left to hide
It’s gonna be a bumpy ride

My head began to panic and my heart began to climb
Beating seven times a second but a million times as high
I said I need you…I need you…I do
Then she came inside, blowing bubbles and blowing minds
It’s gonna be bumpy ride

She was beautiful and clever, she was dangerous and kind
And she turned me on forever with the brilliance of her mind
I said I feel you…I feel you…I do
Tropanella Bride, stuck a thorn into my side
It’s gonna be a bumpy ride

I was cynical and sunny, I was every shade of blue
And I started to forgetting all the good shit that I knew
I said I see you…she said I see you…I do
Touch a little grey with a heavy role to play
But it’s gonna be a better day

Then I saw her in the ocean with her hands beneath the tide
She was bigger than religion, she was older than the sky
I said I know you…I know you…I do
Then she came inside and the room began to shine
Like a name in lights, little halos, less defined
And everything she did said I’ll love you ‘til I die
But it’s gonna be a bumpy ride.