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Bebe Wood - Mathew Street (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bebe Wood
Bebe Wood
Lead Vocals
Ted Hutt
Ted Hutt
Performer
Beatrice Wood
Beatrice Wood
Lead Vocals
Ryan Mall
Ryan Mall
Performer
Dave Hidalgo Jr
Dave Hidalgo Jr
Drums
Dave Cooley
Dave Cooley
Performer
Jonathan Flaugher
Jonathan Flaugher
Bass Guitar
Tony Beliveau
Tony Beliveau
Hammond Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bebe Wood
Bebe Wood
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ted Hutt
Ted Hutt
Producer
Ryan Mall
Ryan Mall
Mixing Engineer
Dave Cooley
Dave Cooley
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Bounding down Mathew Street To a seagull melody The smell of smoke and ale from last evening Acquired taste of plum jerkum Leather boots on linoleum Reminders of the things that were once done 'Cause you know I can easily Compare the things between you and me And treat your life like a book that I can read And though I know that isn't fair Retrospects' a burden I must bare Collecting stories that aren't mine to share And though I know there's an answer To why I view the world with such romance, oh And maybe that is why some of you might have guessed I'm stuck in a past that I I've not lived before I was running through the street Cobblestone below my feet Imagining if you were right there with me And strange enough to my surprise There was a moment where I realized That you were already right there by my side 'Cause the truth is you didn't know What the future was to hold And you were just a normal 17 year old So it's comforting, I suppose To know that we were once on the same boat Dreaming 'bout what lurks in the shadows And though I know there's an answer To why I view the world with such romance, oh And maybe that is why some of you might have guessed I'm stuck in a past that I I've not lived before And maybe there's a reason I'm here today And that's to say the things you couldn't say So when I hear those seagulls calling me I'll just remember what happened to you and me On Mathew Street, oh Oh, oh-oh-oh And though I know there's an answer To why I view the world with such romance, oh Maybe that is why some of you might have guessed I'm stuck in a past that I I've not lived before
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