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| 1. |
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Summer's almost here and the evening's getting warm
Screw my head on a different way Hug my pillow and try not to count the days Winter's gone away and the morning's aren't so cold Rub the sleep out of my face Hug my pillow and try not to count the days Get your face out of my brain I don't believe in being brave (ba ba ba bah) Evening's over now and the daylight's on it's way Empty bottles on the floor Give it a backbeat and try not to lose your head No you won't have to pretend anymore I don't believe in being brave (ba ba ba bah) I only need my pice of space I need to breathe I don't believe in being brave (ba ba ba bah) Now it's time to say goodnight, so sleep tight |
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| 2. |
| 2:43 |
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> Catch the bus by half past three
Otherwise you'll find you're walking home The forecast is for rain Two weeks in an awkwars squeeze He just ignores the phone and turns The t.v. up when he gets in My favourite thing has gone away And I know it won't be easy now-but I'll manage somehow I stole his shoes and ran away Trying jolly hard to see if we can catch him round the bend Oh no! |
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| 3. |
| 2:35 |
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(don't drink and swim)
Slowly shifting, gently drifting In your arms, I'm quietly breathing Silent dreaming, thinking, yearning Hoping for a better journey Understanding what I'm planning You're so blind you flounder drowning Moving closer, floating over Sinking into seas of color Feeling lighter, darker, brighter Consciousness begins to falter Holding you I start to wonder Pull you out or drag you under Breathe deaper...... daydreamer Slowly shifting, gently drifting In your arms, I'm quietly breathing Silent dreaming, thinking, yearning Hoping for a better journey Understanding what I'm planning You're so blind you flounder drowning Breathe deaper...... daydreamer Moving closer, floating over Sinking into seas of color Feeling lighter, darker, brighter Consciousness begins to falter Holding you I start to wonder Pull you out or drag you under Breathe deaper...... daydreamer |
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| 4. |
| 3:39 |
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Bobby Boy's full of bravado
His girlfriend looks like Bridgette Bardot He got drunk and crashed his car He is such a superstar He's a supercharged lover Sold his soul and sold his mother For rock 'n' roll and fame Again and again, and again, and again, and again Bobby Boy wears leather trousers Look so sexy, they arouse us Traveled near and traveled far He is such a superstar He's a superhuman lover Loves himself and loves no other Just rock 'n' roll and fame Again and again, and again, and again, and again He's superficial fucker Has this one and doing other For rock 'n' roll and fame Again and again, and again, and again He's a supercharged lover Sold his soul and sold his mother For rock 'n' roll and fame Again and again, and again, and again He's a superhuman lover Loves himself and loves no other Just rock 'n' roll and fame Again and again, and again, and again, and again |
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