Duran Duran

Duran Duran - P. L. You songtekst

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Well there's no surprise

One look into those eyes

Having sex every Saturday

In the afternoon, with the TV on

It's all you know

It really makes you wanna throw

It could be time for a holiday

On the S. O. F. or a Spanish isle



Too much comes too soon

Money doesn't buy you anything good

No love can be alone

Just lay back and give it to the bastards!



Nothing ever really matters

Who cares about you anyway?

Nothing ever really matters

Who cares who lives, who dies?

(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU) Not me

(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU) Or you





Oh you claim distressed

When you are so casually blessed

With a look in the alleyway

Consume a tuna fish in an old tin can



Too much, you come too soon

Money doesn't buy you anything good

No love can be alone

Just lay back and give it to the bastards!



(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU) Nothing ever really matters

(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU) Who cares about you anyway?

(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU) Nothing ever really matters

(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU) Who cares who lives, who dies?



Welcome back my ...

Welcome back ,oh end of the life

Understand me here and now ....

Got to get away





(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU), (P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU)

(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU), (P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU)

(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU) Nothing ever really matters

(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU) Who cares about you anyway?

(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU) Nothing ever really matters

(P,L,YOU, P,L,YOU) Who cares who loves, who stays



In the end, Of this song

Not me

I'm gone....
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