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Well the words that we spoke in the bar in the carAnd at Goose Fair on the waltzersAnd the big wheel in your kitchen in the greenhouse in my gardenDozing in the giant pillow of a bouncy castleWith Paul Simon and Art GarfunkelHalfway down to Blackpool TowerThese words have filled my finest hoursLike a bottle of milk they souredAnd I'm wondering tonightWondering tonightIf your skin is still as thinAs it was those morningsWe were sieved together and fried in pansAnd on your make-up stand it said my number in redBut you had filled your netSending off your kids like crowsStill, in Wymeswold at the end of the summerI could smoke one off the end of anotherAnd I could say the right thing and piss off your motherWho you never really cared forBut now I'm wondering tonightLetras de cancionesWondering tonightIf your skin is still as thinAs it was those mornings anyway...Anyway!Anyway!Anyway!Anyway!Well there is light in any one of these tunnelsSpurting up the stained funnelOf your Italian ex-boyfriend's coffee machineWhich I stole when he left for BolognaAnd when I burnt my finger on itIt's like he came back and bit me for itAnd you got cystitis didn't youDidn't you thenWith no purpose but to workAnd feel physical in nylonWith the chocolate we survived on(The chocolate we dined on!)Melting in its plastic wrapper packet (in your pocket!)You crawled eight-legged down the driveAnd I'm wondering tonightWondering tonightIf your skin is still as thinAs it was those mornings anyway...Anyway!Anyway!Anyway!Anyway? Anyway...Well the words that we spoke in the bar in the carAnd at Goose Fair on the waltzersAnd the big wheel in your kitchen in the greenhouse in my gardenDozing in the giant pillow of a bouncy castleWith Paul Simon and Art GarfunkelHalfway down to Blackpool TowerThese words have filled my finest hoursLike a bottle of milk they soured From Letras Mania