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Roadkill

  britpop  indie  british  alternative  rock
1,137 3 часа назад

Текст песни Pulp - Roadkill

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The feel of my arm around your waist, the pale blue nightdress
that you wore.
Your hair in braids, your sailor top: the things I don`t see anymore.
You lost your suitcase in my hotel room, a subway token from your Ma.
The sun reflecting off the water on your face & the way you drove
your car.
All these things I can`t forget tho` I don`t see you anymore.

Drove to the airport thru` a traffic jam; a deer lay dying in the road.
Maybe I should have seen it as some kind of sign, except I don`t
believe in them no more.
No, no - but I believe these things I can`t forget, tho` I don`t
see you anymore.
Yes, I believe these things I can`t forget, `cos I see them -
tho` I don`t see you anymore.

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