Go ask Alice; I think she'll know.
Sunday, 12 August 2012
Give me a second, I, I need to get my story straight, my friends are in the bathroom getting higher than the Empire State, my lover she is waiting for me just across the bar, my seat's been taken by some sunglasses asking about a scar
Lyrics: we are young / fun.
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