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James Yorkston and The Athletes
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I Spy Dogs
I can feel your ribs, but that's no complaint So go and shoot for the moon, and I'll just wait In cafes past, carry on
And I spy dogs, at some we laugh Do you remember the price, of those beers? Though they couldn't play, they couldn't even play
And we laughed, and hid behind books We could not read, although we looked the part And had another, we couldn't even speak
And he saw our foreign looks, and he cursed 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Yeah, the rhythm sucked, and his equipment fucked Carry on
And he knows this cannot last, and dreams he's far away Dreams he's far away And if he got himself a mask, could he really fly away Could he really fly away?
And he hurled, a coarse insult At our smiles, although we meant no harm Yeah, we were just in France, carrying on
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