Lyrics

A Morris Minor, a café noir Banana smoothie, snails in a jar. Three dodgy sailors, a girl on skates A little too muscled from doing weights. A family wedding, a sushi bar Sand in the Seychelles, karaoke star. Lads on the razzle get lost in love. Paddington station, rain clouds above. The crumpled sheets of a long hot summer. Stored images like an acorn, drop. Squirreled away, but still remembered By the man in the photo shop. Rush hour on Praed Street: behind the glass A picture process, in one hour fast. Intimate portraits of topless wives Flashed indiscretions: snap-happy lives.
Writer(s): Ian Scott Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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