Sweet Dreams, Tn taby ukulele według The Last Shadow Puppets

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I just sort of always feel sick without you baby

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I ain’t got anything to lick without you baby

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Nothing really sticks without you baby

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Ain’t I fallen in love?


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It’s just the pits without you baby

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It’s really just the pits without you baby

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It’s like everyone’s a dick without you baby

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Ain’t I fallen in love?


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And all my pals will tell me’s that I’m crazy

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You bet I’m loopy alright!

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And I just don’t recognize this fool that you have made me

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I ain’t seen him for a while


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And as your shrinking figure blows a kiss

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I catch and smash it on my lips

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Darling I can’t seem to quit

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Completely falling to bits


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I really might be losing it

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The idea that you’ve existed

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all along’s ridiculous

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I don’t know what to say


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Baby we ought to fuck seven years of bad luck

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Out the powder room mirror

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Could I have made it any clearer


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It’s love like a tongue in a nostril

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Love like an ache in the jaw

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You’re the first day of spring with a septum piercing

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Little Miss Sweet Dreams, Tennessee

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