Letra de The Bad Photographer - Saint Etienne

Last Thursday
5 30
A shoot in Ladbroke Grove
Hours later
Hey waiter
Could you pour some more of those

All for you
And when I'm all alone
I'm by the microphone
I see your photograph
Don't even want to laugh

Some secret
Must keep it
Hey I wouldn't know who to tell
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Next morning
Fair warning
Ooh you have you got something to sell

Wide awake
The cold cold light of day
Realise my taste
My taste just slips away
I say my taste just slips away

Days later
Saw the paper
How did I fall for you
All for you...