Lyrics

We are bored, we are married, we are young On the edge of the city, the edge of Ambrosia Rolls upon, rolls upon, rolls upon the tongue A certain party, a certain cul-de-sac A certain outcome, a certain piece of me Car keys, choose your keys, car keys, choose your keys Outside alone crossing a perfect lawn Ah, could it be you? Could it be you? Could it be you or could it be, this is what freedom is? We are brief encounters, we all lose our keys We all choose our partners, we all choose our keys Car keys, choose your keys, car keys, choose your keys Pull back, pull back into the drive Rigid in the matrimonial super king bed Pretend to sleep, pretend to sleep, come on pretend Yeah, let's pretend, yeah, let's pretend, yeah We are brief encounters, we all lose our keys We all choose our partners, we all choose our keys Car keys, choose your keys, car keys, choose your keys Car keys, choose your keys, car keys, choose your keys Car keys, choose your keys, car keys, choose your keys
Writer(s): Robert Hardy, Nicholas John Mccarthy, Paul Robert Thompson, Alexander Paul Kapranos Huntley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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