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Interpol
3:57Yeah, I sure do miss the early days When I was so drunk And tied up in so many ways Looking for the sanctity of love cause I might make you handsome Yeah, I might give you a plea Handsome, it's getting awfully tough Oh yeah, to have the right means If it weren't for this fear Well, I just might really be someone But I can make it in peacetime Find some violence, kid and you come straight to me Starting up the rain again Starting up the rain again Starting to look the same again I said, "Isn't that a shame?" It'll be for a while That you complete me and my hopes will drown Isn't it some marble-headed face Yeah, it's a flash upon your knee It's a rumble-tumble trip It's a loving to me, oh oh Listen to my chest And no hurt into my back, oh Roses and rest Case is not so strong, wait, we're wasting time For ways to town, for ways, for ways to town Why, why, why, why? Why, why? Why, why, why, why? Why, must I, why? Ooh Pumpkin, I'm just waiting for a land ballon 'Cause Grammy will be coming home soon And you might get lost Ooh, you might get lost Girl, I sure would miss you Pumpkin, don't you stray too far within the little home 'Cause Grammy will be coming home soon And you might get lost You might get lost Girl, I sure would miss you