Arctic Monkeys – Secret Door (Ukulele)

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Fools on parade cavort and carry on

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For waiting eyes

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Ones you would rather be beside than in front of

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But she's never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares

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She swam out of tonight's phantasm

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Grabbed my hand and made it very clear

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There's absolutely nothing for us here

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It's a magnolia celebration

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To be attended on a Wednesday night

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It's better that than get a reputation

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As a miserable little tyke

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At least that's the conclusion

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She came to in this overture

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The secret door swings behind us

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She's saying nothing

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She's just giggling along

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Her arms were folded most indignant

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Not looking like she was soon to leave

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I had to squint in order to believe

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And then like a butler pushing on a bookshelf

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And unveiling the unexpected

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I who was earlier reluctant was suddenly embarrassed and corrected.

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How could such a creature survive in such a habitat?

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The secret door swings behind us

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She's saying nothing

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She's just giggling along

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And even if they were to find us

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I wouldn't notice, I'm completely occupied

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At all the fools on parade

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Cavort and carry on for waiting eyes

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Ones you would rather be beside than in front of

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But she's never been the kind

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To be hollowed by the stares

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Fools on parade frolic and xxxx about

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To make a gaze turn to a scribble on a page by a picture

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That holds her absence

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But you're daft to think she'd care

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Fools on parade

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Fools on parade

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Fools on parade

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Conduct a sing-along