We meet inside, I know it's late It's almost dawn, and we just ate We catch The Beatles, our favourite show Plastic candles, and Indigo
We kiss in limos, your hand on mine Forgot to pay, don't care this time I smell of smoke, you smell of lime Tequila dreams, and neon signs
For just one night, you feel so young I stole your shades, you chewed my gum You hear that noise? it's all for you You try to get there, but what's the use?
It's over We all know we're getting older Oh, oh why you talking like that? Not like we'll never get it back We're living in colour
We all know we're getting older Oh, oh why you talking like that? Not like we'll never get it back We're living in colour
Never used and underpaid Spending money, everyday My leather boots, your leather belt We know it's bad, and hearts can melt
Disco divas, and pirate ships All your dreaming, are poker chips So jump on in, don't need a plan We start to spin, can hardly stand
It's over We all know we're getting older Oh, oh why you talking like that? Not like we'll never get it back We're living in colour
We all know we're getting older Oh, oh why you talking like that? Not like we'll never get it back We're living in colour
"A dolly girl, probably young. This is how she feels. She does what she likes. She's free, she doesn't care about convention. She's just free, she dresses what she likes and has a wonderful time" "Describe a 'dolly girl'" "How can you describe a 'dolly girl'? Probably young... " "Where do 'dolly girls' go in London and which clubs? " "Oh, the clubs? I suppose the Scotch and Dolly's, heh, Dolly's. And-em, I think Birdland is a new one, which I've been to once or twice, it's quite swinging. Eh, otherwise there aren't really that many 'with it' clubs in London, but the one's that are"
It's over (why you talking like that?) We all know we're getting older Oh, oh why you talking like that? Not like we'll never get it back We're living in colour (why you talking like that?)
We all know we're getting older Oh, oh why you talking like that? Not like we'll never get it back We're living in colour
"Are great. You know you just go there and drink, talk, relax, do what you like, no-one cares"
Compositores: Brendan James Johnson (Jimmy Johnson), Alexzandra Spencer Johnson (Alexz) ECAD: Obra #26586537