Arab Strap
toy fights
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Bored at home, nothing to do but eat
I'll give you a phone
And you can come along the street
You, I'll bring the junk food
I'll, you
Hire the tape
We can sit and poke fun at each other's shape
Water pistols at dawn, we were soaked to bits
Then you, I tried to bite me, you
So I, you hand-held hovered your, my tits
Toy fights on the floor, both drunk and drugged
Out of breath when we stopped
Then we sat on the stairs and hugged
- Album:
- Arab Strap
- The Red Thread
- Mad For Sadness
- Philophobia
- Week Never Starts Round Here
- Elephant Shoe
- Miscellaneous
- Monday At The Hug And Pint
- The Last Romance
- The Week Never Starts Round Here
- Monday at the Hug & Pint
- Ten Years of Tears
- Scenes Of A Sexual Nature
- Dream Sequence
- Speed-Date
- There Is No Ending
- Quiet Violence
- The Cunted Circus
- Primavera Sound 2003
- Out of Our Heads on Skelp