Every Fucking City
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We argued on the train home to Paris
The vin rouge helped to make it sweet again
But by the time that we got down to Lyon
Everything I said was wrong and you cursed me in the rain
We split up for a while in Barcelona
We met up six days later in Madrid
I was hoping that the break would make things go a little better
For a sinful little while it almost did
And now I'm in a bar in Copenhagen
And I'm trying hard to forget your name
But I'm staring at the label on a bottle of cerveza
And every fucking city looks the same
You said to call you when I got to London
A French girl told me that you'd left a note
I said to her I like your accent and she thought I sounded funny
So we ended up drinking in SoHo
Foolishly I followed you to Dublin
Like a ghost I walked the streets of Temple Bar
And all the bright young things were
Throwing up their Guinness in the gutter
Once I thought I saw you from afar
And now I'm in a nightclub in Helsinki
And they're playing La Vida Loca once again
And I can't believe I'm dancing to this crap that I'm a chance here
And every fucking city looks the same
At a cafe in the part of Amsterdam
An email from you said you'd gone to Rome
For a minute I thought maybe but my funds were running low
And anyway you sounded like you were alone
So I headed north till I got to Hamburg
A chilly city suits a troubled soul
And on the Reeperbahn I paid a woman far too much
To kick me out before I'd even reached my goal
And now I'm in a restaurant in Stockholm
And the waiter he wants me to know his name
But I can order sandwiches in seven different languages
And every fucking city looks the same
Arrivederci, au revoir, auf wiedersehen, hasta la vista, baby
Every fucking city looks the same