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Verses: E Pussyfooting Setting sun A Make a wish that weights a ton E There are no handles for you to hold A And no understanding where it goes E A E Jealousy In Technicolor A Fear by name Love by numbers E Streetlight amber Wanderlust A Clouded rainbow Blunderbuss E She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me And suddenly the sky is a scissor A Sitting on the floor with a tambourine Crushing up a bundle of love E Don't take it so personally You're not the only one A That time has got it in for, honey That's where you're wrong E A Verses: E All the old flames Fastened on A Make a wish that weights a ton E There are no handles that you can hold A And no understanding where it goes Solo: E A E She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me And suddenly the sky is a scissor A Sitting on the floor with a tambourine Crushing up a bundle of love E Don't take it so personally You're not the only one A That time has got it in for, honey That's where you're wrong E A That's where you're wrong E That's where you're wrong A E A E Ooohh
E She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me And suddenly the sky is a scissor A Sitting on the floor with a tambourine Crushing up a bundle of love E Don't take it so personally You're not the only one A That time has got it in for, honey That's where you're wrong
E She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me And suddenly the sky is a scissor A Sitting on the floor with a tambourine Crushing up a bundle of love E Don't take it so personally You're not the only one A That time has got it in for, honey That's where you're wrong E A That's where you're wrong E That's where you're wrong
Written by Arctic Monkeys/Alex Turner
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