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PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Lawler
John Lawler
Vocals
Barry Wallace
Barry Wallace
Bass Guitar
Gordon McRory
Gordon McRory
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Barry Wallace
Barry Wallace
Songwriter
Gordon McRory
Gordon McRory
Songwriter
John Lawler
John Lawler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony Hoffer
Tony Hoffer
Mixing Engineer
Todd Burke
Todd Burke
Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Well, she said I know, but I just can't tell Everything that you've just been saying Lucy was there as well in the dark When the kids in the band were playing No-one can hear a word I tell What the girl was singing See, she must've been 16 or 18 I'm just past caring She was into the Stones when I was into the Roses She was breaking my bones when I was busting their noses She would tell me a secret I would lose it the next day Young love pleases you easy Makes you sick in a bad way And all the while the girls sang "La-la-la," she sang Kickings for my sweetheart Bruises that I just don't miss And she said, "I can't love you any more than this!" La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Oh, she said, she said, "No, no, no, no" Then again, "Yes, why don't you kill me?" I said, "Wait a minute, stop right there Sweetheart, you know that don't thrill me" Said I would've been there if only you had been a little bit nicer I was dead by Sunday, half dead skint just trying to please her She was getting the pills when I was into her best friend She was chasing the thrills And living down at the West End She was pretty in braces I lived out of her window She said, "Take me to London" Tell me something I don't know And all the while the girls sang "La-la-la," she sang Kickings for my sweetheart Bruises that I just don't miss And she said, "I can't love you any more than this!" La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la She was into the Stones when I was into the Roses She was breaking my bones when I was busting their noses She would tell me a secret I would lose it the next day Young love pleases you easy Makes you sick in a bad way And all the while the girls sang "La la la," she sang Kickings for my sweetheart Bruises that I just don't miss And she said, "I don't like you You can't stand me I can't love you any more than this"
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