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Four Flights Up (BBC Session)
Lloyd Cole and the Commotions
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I was woken up at 4 A.M
By your screams and anguished cries
Your mother was singing in the bathroom
You will never be my child
Oh baby, the talk in her sleep so loud
We're living four flights up
But I swear right now it feels like underground
You have absolutely no common sense
Yes, I know that's your charm
You spend the whole day on the phone
You say, well, it helps you stay calm
You cling to my arm
But I know that's your charm
And when I ask you what you want
You say, "I'd be a mountain crocodile"
Well, then could you give me some peace?
You say, "Well, maybe for a while"
Sometimes you could almost be a child
But must you tell me all your secrets
When it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing?
We're living four flights up
But I swear right now it feels like underground
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You are your own worst enemy
So don't expect my sympathy
Oh, go back to your mother's house
And cry your little heart out
And you've been driving back to town
In a beat-up Grace Kelly car
Looking like a friend of Truman Capote
And looking exactly like you are
Uh-uh, but I know that's your charm
So don't ask me if I want you
Only ask me if I must
I've been going around so long
Don't know which senses to trust
Oh no, but I know that I must
Oh, must you tell me all your secrets
When it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing?
We're living four flights up
But I swear right now it feels like underground
Just like underground
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