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He's on the phonedoesn't want to go home

The hotel life forget your wifeyou're on your own

Academia girl

Her life's a gasshe loves the trashinside his world

Can't find his way there

Got the cashfeeling flashin leicester square

Ooh-ooh

Yes

She never meant to callshe did anyway

And now he's trying to findthe words to say

Someday

It's five to twelveand she's nervous as hell

With nothing to loseit's hard to chooseit's hard to tell

And her's is lilac and gold

The things she hasshe's feeling sadshe's feeling old

Skin is dewdrop and warm

The lipstick kissreminisceor wait will dawn

Ooh-ooh

Yes

She never meant to callshe did anyway

And now he's trying to findthe words to say

Someday

Ooh-ooh

Yes

She never meant to callshe did anyway

And now he's trying to findthe words to say

Someday

Et c'est alors que supposement blesse par le commun des mortels

Qu'en habit pourpre et netde mes cendres fictions

Pour l'encore inconnu

E

Attendu

E

Je reserecte encore et encore

Je reserecteencoreet encore

He's on the phoneand she wants to go home

Shoes in handdon't make a soundit's time to go

Ooh-ooh

Yes

She never meant to callshe did anyway

And now he's trying to findthe words to say

Someday

Ooh-ooh

Yes

She never meant to callshe did anyway

And now he's trying to findthe words to say

Someday someday someday

Ooh-ooh

Someday someday someday