Japan
Japan - European Son lyrics
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Scurrying across the broadwalk Some places I tend to forget The air clings deep in my throat It's so cold in this luncheonette, well Somebody wants to know you An ordinary boy Somebody wants to know you A standard Polaroid, well Here I am European son Sometimes the passenger European son Here I am Suffragettes in Washington Disposable serviettes Searching for the quiet life There's no love in this Luncheonette, well