Bombay Bicycle Club – Ivy Gold (Ukulele)

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Waking sitting up right

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Can’t explain the sunlight

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Wondering why you’re not home

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The loud girl beside you

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left before you tried to 

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Work out all the unknowns

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Blame it all on me when

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I forget to defend

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Everything that we worked out

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Something in her wording

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That I cannot help searching

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For what memory found

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Thought it stopped just as it start

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But that is not what you are

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You're a layer on my clothes

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Made of ivy and gold

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Meet me in the hallway

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Bite your lip when I say

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Never have you left my mind

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Stop and think it over

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Smiling moving closer

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Oh what delicate time

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Blame it all on me when

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I forget to defend

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Everything that we worked out

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Something in her wording

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Guess she was just searching

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For some knowledge or sound

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Thought it stopped just as it start

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But that is not what you are

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You're a layer on my clothes

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Made of ivy and gold