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A.K.A.S - Weddings And Funerals
Weddings And Funerals
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Gonna buy me a new… gonna buy me a new black suit
It’s one of a kind
It’s a find for $9.99
Gonna cut it up and sew it up until it fits just fine
Now you know I got a skinny tie and pointy black boots (black boots)
They’re all beat up (that’s all right)
I found them on sale at the five and dime
Gonna buff ‘em up, and best believe they’re gonna shine like hell tonight
Every time you see me I’m wearing this same black suit
and every time you see me
I’m wearing these same black boots
Cuz every time… every time… it’s at a wedding or a funeral
We used to dance… we used to dance on graves
And carve our names…
Carving our names in each other’s arms
Lines we’ve crossed, getting lost just to find our way
Now life’s got a funny way of getting sped up… (all sped up)
And making days… making days just slip away
So let ‘em go, cuz now we know, we’ll leave ‘em all behind tonight
Every time you see me I’m wearing this same black suit
and every time you see me
I’m wearing these same black boots
Cuz every time… every time… it’s at a wedding or a funeral
Is this a wedding or a funeral?
It’s one of a kind
It’s a find for $9.99
Gonna cut it up and sew it up until it fits just fine
Now you know I got a skinny tie and pointy black boots (black boots)
They’re all beat up (that’s all right)
I found them on sale at the five and dime
Gonna buff ‘em up, and best believe they’re gonna shine like hell tonight
Every time you see me I’m wearing this same black suit
and every time you see me
I’m wearing these same black boots
Cuz every time… every time… it’s at a wedding or a funeral
We used to dance… we used to dance on graves
And carve our names…
Carving our names in each other’s arms
Lines we’ve crossed, getting lost just to find our way
Now life’s got a funny way of getting sped up… (all sped up)
And making days… making days just slip away
So let ‘em go, cuz now we know, we’ll leave ‘em all behind tonight
Every time you see me I’m wearing this same black suit
and every time you see me
I’m wearing these same black boots
Cuz every time… every time… it’s at a wedding or a funeral
Is this a wedding or a funeral?
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Animal Summer (CD, 2009) Edytuj metrykę |
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