Catfish and the Bottlemen – Michael Blakeway Of The Oriental Nightmare Fame (Guitar)

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Finally I, I got through

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But I made you lose your job and stuff, like a fool

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But now I'm kinda glad I did because it meant me yearning over you

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In that dingy back bar

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Apologising for going too far

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On the first time that we met dunno why I came across like that

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It must be hard being humble when you look as good as you do

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As we were pulp fictioning on some back street in camden

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It must be hard being single when you taste as good as you do

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She said I sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin

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Eventually I, I got through

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After spending months trying to get to you

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And I got you to myself in those boots and I'm glad I did cause I never do

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In that badly lit hotel

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Laughed all night cause we somehow fell

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Asleep and slept through all the screaming from the others in the other room

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She said it must be hard being humble when you look as good as you do

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As we were pulp fictioning on some back street in camden

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It must be hard being single when you taste as good as you do

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She said I sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin

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She said it must be hard being humble when you look as good as you do

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As we were pulp fictioning on some back street in camden

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It must be hard being single when you taste as good as you do

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She said I sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin

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She said I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin