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- | {{Song||White Denim|star=Green}} | + | {{Song|Last Day Of Summer (2010)|White Denim|star=Green}} |
<lyrics> | <lyrics> | ||
- | Come on Ramona hurry up and find me | + | Come on, Ramona, hurry up and find me |
- | + | Cuz I can't keep hiding underneath here for long | |
I see, I hope my eyes won't lie to me | I see, I hope my eyes won't lie to me | ||
- | + | Cuz they can, and they have | |
+ | And I'd hate to be the one who's at fault | ||
If you know, if you know then you should tell me | If you know, if you know then you should tell me | ||
- | If | + | If you're changing, don't let me be the last to know |
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- | + | We can have a talk and resolve | |
- | + | Or we can learn to walk and then crawl | |
- | + | Oh we wouldn't be the first | |
- | + | Oh-oh oh-oh | |
- | + | (Where to? Where to?) | |
- | + | If everything's changing, where do we go now? | |
- | + | Oh where do we go now? | |
- | + | (Where to? Where to?) | |
+ | Now that everything's said, what will we say now? | ||
+ | Oh what will we say now? | ||
- | I like to get sick honey when I'm laid out at home | + | Well, I come back to you again |
- | I can find new ways of | + | It hurts me, you know |
+ | It hurts you, you know | ||
+ | Your elegant thought | ||
+ | My unfitting, slicing opinions | ||
+ | Aren't final or quite what they should be | ||
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+ | I like to get sick honey, when I'm laid out at home | ||
+ | I can find new ways of viewing how I've been alone | ||
If you see me, well you see me just where I am | If you see me, well you see me just where I am | ||
- | I like to break | + | I like to break-neck honey, and get there fast |
- | Never | + | Never minded that much 'bout how to make things last |
If you worry, you can worry right away from me | If you worry, you can worry right away from me | ||
- | + | Wish I could keep my havings down to a, a minimum | |
- | I seen the folks sleeping and it looks like fun | + | I've seen the folks sleeping and it looks like fun |
- | To be feeling, | + | To be feeling, oh, the feelings that those folks have |
- | I like to smooth | + | I like to smooth outshow it like a dirty joke |
I was always someone else and I was never at home | I was always someone else and I was never at home | ||
- | If I visit I know you'll make me want to stay | + | If I visit, I know you'll make me want to stay |
- | I'll take all I get from it and I put it on the line | + | I'll take all I get from it and I'll put it on the line |
- | Maybe I get mad or maybe I'll be fine | + | Maybe I'll get mad or maybe I'll be fine |
Either way I'm depending on the circumstance | Either way I'm depending on the circumstance | ||
- | And I come back to you again | + | And, I come back to you again |
- | It hurts me you know | + | It hurts me, you know |
- | Your elegant thought | + | It hurts you, you know |
- | + | Your elegant thought | |
+ | My unfitting, slicing opinions | ||
+ | Aren't final or quite what they should be | ||
</lyrics> | </lyrics> |
Sarah Polley Aisha Tyler K. D. Aubert Sara Spraker Alexis Bledel
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