Living in Colour
We meet inside, I know it's late
It's almost dawn and we just ate
We catch The Beatles, our favourite show
Plastic candles and Indigo
We kiss in limos, your hand on mine
Forgot to pay, don't care this time
I smell of smoke, you smell of lime
Tequila dreams and neon signs
For just one night, you feel so young
I stole your shades, you chewed my gum
You hear that noise? It's all for you
You try to get there but what's the use?
It's over
We all know we're getting older
Uh, uh why you talking like that?
Not like we'll never get it back
We're living in colour
We all know we're getting older
Uh, uh why you talking like that?
Not like we'll never get it back
We're living in colour
Never used and underpaid
Spending money everyday
My leather boots, your leather belt
We know it's bad and hearts can melt
Disco divas and pirate ships
All your dreams are poker chips
So jump on in, don't need a plan
We start to spin, can hardly stand
It's over
We all know we're getting older
Uh, uh why you talking like that?
Not like we'll never get it back
We're living in colour
We all know we're getting older
Uh, uh why you talking like that?
Not like we'll never get it back
We're living in colour
"A dolly girl, probably young
This is how she feels. She does what she likes
She's free, she doesn't care about convention She's just free
She dresses what she likes and has a wonderful time"
"Describe a 'dolly girl'"
"How can you describe a 'dolly girl'? Probably young"
"Where do 'dolly girls' go in London and which clubs?"
"Oh, the clubs? I suppose the Scotch and Dolly's, heh, dolly's
And-em, I think Birdland is a new one
Which I've been to once or twice, it's quite swinging
Eh, otherwise there aren't really that many 'with it' clubs in London
But the one's that are"
It's over
(Uh, uh why you talking like that?)
We all know we're getting older
Uh, uh why you talking like that?
Not like we'll never get it back
We're living in colour
(Uh, uh why you talking like that?)
We all know we're getting older
Uh, uh why you talking like that?
Not like we'll never get it back
We're living in colour
Why you, why you talking?
Why you, why you talking?
Why you, why you talking?
Why you, why you talking like that?
"Are great. You know you just go there
And drink, talk, relax, do what you like, no-one cares"
It's almost dawn and we just ate
We catch The Beatles, our favourite show
Plastic candles and Indigo
We kiss in limos, your hand on mine
Forgot to pay, don't care this time
I smell of smoke, you smell of lime
Tequila dreams and neon signs
For just one night, you feel so young
I stole your shades, you chewed my gum
You hear that noise? It's all for you
You try to get there but what's the use?
It's over
We all know we're getting older
Uh, uh why you talking like that?
Not like we'll never get it back
We're living in colour
We all know we're getting older
Uh, uh why you talking like that?
Not like we'll never get it back
We're living in colour
Never used and underpaid
Spending money everyday
My leather boots, your leather belt
We know it's bad and hearts can melt
Disco divas and pirate ships
All your dreams are poker chips
So jump on in, don't need a plan
We start to spin, can hardly stand
It's over
We all know we're getting older
Uh, uh why you talking like that?
Not like we'll never get it back
We're living in colour
We all know we're getting older
Uh, uh why you talking like that?
Not like we'll never get it back
We're living in colour
"A dolly girl, probably young
This is how she feels. She does what she likes
She's free, she doesn't care about convention She's just free
She dresses what she likes and has a wonderful time"
"Describe a 'dolly girl'"
"How can you describe a 'dolly girl'? Probably young"
"Where do 'dolly girls' go in London and which clubs?"
"Oh, the clubs? I suppose the Scotch and Dolly's, heh, dolly's
And-em, I think Birdland is a new one
Which I've been to once or twice, it's quite swinging
Eh, otherwise there aren't really that many 'with it' clubs in London
But the one's that are"
It's over
(Uh, uh why you talking like that?)
We all know we're getting older
Uh, uh why you talking like that?
Not like we'll never get it back
We're living in colour
(Uh, uh why you talking like that?)
We all know we're getting older
Uh, uh why you talking like that?
Not like we'll never get it back
We're living in colour
Why you, why you talking?
Why you, why you talking?
Why you, why you talking?
Why you, why you talking like that?
"Are great. You know you just go there
And drink, talk, relax, do what you like, no-one cares"
Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Johnson, Alexz Johnson
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