Текст (слова) песни: White Town - Thursday At The Blue Note
Well I don`t think that I know you I`ve never seen you here Before all though I could be wrong And though this music doesn`t move me Thrill or even soothe me I think I might dance to just this one song Is that your brother dancing with you? He`s giving me some funny looks I though you said you were on your own Look, I know I`m no oil painting But my face doesn`t need re-arranging And I`m quite attached to all my bones.
This isn`t the way things were meant to be Now he`s waiting outside with his mates for me. "Thursday at the Blue Note".
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