Beirut – Forks And Knives (Ukulele)

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  Uptown, the street's in a calming way

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And outside is warm as a bed with a maid

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And I find it's all our waves and raves

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That makes the days go on this way

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  Oo-oo-oh   (x4)

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  I heard the sad sound of words

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Spoken from a beak of a wise old bird

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Uptown, the streets are kept afloat

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Our ground never leaves me alone

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  Oo-oo-oh   (x4)

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He means well, saying, I've got stories

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Of wine, superb, and of course my childhood

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Forks and knives, and a hospital bed

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Where I turned my life over and over again