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Arctic Monkeys
4:14(One, two, three, four) So you're on the prowl wonderin' whether She left already or not Leather jacket, collar popped like antenna Never knowin' when to stop Sunglasses indoors, par for the course Lights in the floors and sweat on the walls Cages and poles Call off the search for your soul Or put it on hold again She's havin' a sly indoor smoke She calls the folks who run this her oldest friends Sippin' her drink and laughin' at imaginary jokes As all the signals are sent, her eyes invite you to approach And it seems as though those lumps in your throat That you just swallowed have got you goin' Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Number one party anthem She's a certified mind blower Knowin' full well that I know May suggest there's somewhere from which I might know her Just to get the ball to roll Drunken monologues, confused because It's not like I'm fallin' in love I just want you to do me no good And you look like you could Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Number one party anthem Come on, come on, come on Before the moment's gone Number one party anthem Yeah, yeah The look of love, the rush of blood The, 'She's-with-me's, the Gallic shrug The shutterbugs, the Camera Plus The black and white and the color dodge The good time girls, the cubicles The house of fun, the number one Party anthem, oh Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Before the moment's gone Number one party anthem Number one party anthem Number one party anthem Yeah, yeah