1963
Let me walk you Home girl
I Know its late but we can catch the 8 o clock bus
If you prefer, I know that I do
Pulling on the sleeves of your school jumper
You light up a smoke I think you already know that I blur for you like a windscreen on a rainy day
But I just Sit and chew my gum
As I wipe your mascara with the back of my thumb
And Try to find the words for this song
But anyway I meet you on the corner in a cafe, cobbled streets we're in Paris on a monday
It's four in the morning and were dancing in the street
Just like its 1963
Dadadada...
Your eyes collide with mine
And I watch you as you screw up the freckles on your nose, trying to read between my lines but i
Just can't let you say goodbye
Lets go watch it black and white
Take a train to Tennessee
But I just Sit and chew my gum
As I wipe your mascara with the back of my thumb
And Try to find the words for this song
But anyway I meet you on the corner in a cafe, cobbled streets we're in Paris on a monday
It's four in the morning and were dancing in the street
Just like its 1963
Da da da da...
I Know its late but we can catch the 8 o clock bus
If you prefer, I know that I do
Pulling on the sleeves of your school jumper
You light up a smoke I think you already know that I blur for you like a windscreen on a rainy day
But I just Sit and chew my gum
As I wipe your mascara with the back of my thumb
And Try to find the words for this song
But anyway I meet you on the corner in a cafe, cobbled streets we're in Paris on a monday
It's four in the morning and were dancing in the street
Just like its 1963
Dadadada...
Your eyes collide with mine
And I watch you as you screw up the freckles on your nose, trying to read between my lines but i
Just can't let you say goodbye
Lets go watch it black and white
Take a train to Tennessee
But I just Sit and chew my gum
As I wipe your mascara with the back of my thumb
And Try to find the words for this song
But anyway I meet you on the corner in a cafe, cobbled streets we're in Paris on a monday
It's four in the morning and were dancing in the street
Just like its 1963
Da da da da...
Credits
Writer(s): Robinson Robinson
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