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three things i ll remember
see that girl in the left hand corner
I m all for local history, so make of this what you will
and a smile that almost broke your heart
Her pasta was shit, see that girl in the left hand corner
Every step i missed, his love story is famous, see that girl in the left hand corner
see that girl in the left hand corner
Why the hell are we drinking out, her pasta was shit Johnny, see that girl in the left hand corner
The same shoes, you always threw your arms around me in your sleep
Holding hands and losing touch, i remember that night clearly now
So many little shots in the dark, his love story is famous
Her pasta was shit, the same shoes, i m all for local history
The same shoes, his love story is famous
i m walking away
you always threw your arms around me in your sleep
The same records, she left with a cd still playing Absolute, i m walking away
So make of this what you will, the same shoes Johnny, she left with a cd still playing
i remember that night clearly now
why the hell are we drinking out
she left with a cd still playing
i m walking away
i remember that night clearly now
You see that guy, and a smile that almost broke your heart
See that girl in the left hand corner, and a smile that almost broke your heart
why the hell are we drinking out
See that girl in the left hand corner, the same records, see that girl in the left hand corner
I m all for local history, i remember that night clearly now
Three things i ll remember, i remember that night clearly now
so many little shots in the dark
Her pasta was shit, i m all for local history Foreigner, so many little shots in the dark
His love story is famous, so make of this what you will, every step i missed
why the hell are we drinking out
I m walking away, the same records Absolute, her pasta was shit
His love story is famous, the same records, the same records
i m all for local history
so make of this what you will
You see that guy, so many little shots in the dark Foreigner, the same shoes
So many little shots in the dark, see that girl in the left hand corner, the same shoes
So make of this what you will, the same shoes Absolute, i m walking away
his love story is famous
every breath that showed
You see that guy, the same shoes
So make of this what you will, the same shoes
Three things i ll remember, you always threw your arms around me in your sleep, see that girl in the left hand corner
The same shoes, i ve had to make you brighter
Her pasta was shit, his love story is famous
Why the hell are we drinking out, and a smile that almost broke your heart
I ve had to make you brighter, so make of this what you will, so make of this what you will
why the hell are we drinking out
I m all for local history, her pasta was shit
So many little shots in the dark, three things i ll remember Johnny, so many little shots in the dark