Music Monday: Sheets by Tegan & Sara

On this Music Monday I’m bringing you a new song by Tegan & Sara. It’s a track that didn’t make it onto their new album Sainthood, and it appeared one fine day on an Australian clothing website. I know – pretty weird!

 

Tegan (left) and Sara making music together.

The song is called Sheets and it’s lovely. It’s obviously sung by Sara Quin, but Under The Radar magazine suggests the twins actually wrote it together, which is quite unusual. I find the song is catchier than anything on Sainthood. I wonder why it didn’t make it onto the album, but I suppose it’s not dance-y or electronic enough and maybe they felt it didn’t fit with the mood of the album. But that’s a wild guess.

 

You can get the free download of Sheets at http://sportsgirl.com.au/freebies/. Just look for the image of Tegan and Sara and find where it says Free Download. [Update: I’m afraid they meanwhile want you to sign up before they let you download the song. Crooks!]

Of course, it’s also on YouTube by now.

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Sheets by Tegan and Sara

Remove us from the scene of the crime
I can’t help myself, details fill my mind
They roll their eyes
Pull our elbows
I forget our love was so hopeful
I promise I won’t linger long
I promise I won’t push my face
Up against your clothes
Or the stupid sheets

I deserve a stay
A second thought
I put your head on straight
I’m a tourniquet
You want the marrying type
A commitment
I can’t help myself
It it’s a fit, it’ll fit

I promise I won’t linger long
I promise I won’t push my face
Up against your clothes
Or the stupid sheets

It’s a heart attack that you feel
It’s a heart attack that you feel
It’s a heart attack that you feel
It’s a heart attack that you feel
It’s a heart attack that you feel
It’s a heart attack that you feel

I promise I won’t linger long
I promise I won’t push my face
Up against your clothes
I won’t linger long
I won’t push my face up against your clothes
Or your stupid sheets

Just give me the key
I watch your things
Like I watch your face
It’s a heart attack that you feel
It’s a crying shame not to spend the night
You look your age, but you don’t act the type
You don’t act the type
You don’t act the type

It’s a heart attack that you feel
It’s a heart attack that you feel
It’s a heart attack that you feel
It’s a heart attack that you feel