Art Brut
Art Brut - Lost Weekend songtekst
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Stumbling from one club to another My friends and I, all lost each other I didn't want the weekend to be over Stood at the cash pan trying to look sober That's when I saw That's when I saw you Stood in the middle Of a very long queue It was a lost weekend We turned our phones off, ignored our friends I found my knees weakened I know I'd never see you again I'm sorry if I embarrassed you By saying something stupid like 'I love you' I'm sorry if I embarrassed you By saying something stupid like 'I love you' It was a lost weekend We turned our clothes off and made no sense I found my knees weakened I threw myself into the deep end I'm sorry if I embarrassed you By saying something stupid like 'I love you' I'm sorry if I embarrassed you It was a lost weekend I knew a shortcut and I showed you how I held your hand to take you through the crowd Danced to a song that I still don't know It was late, I was drunk, it was the radio, oh, yeah I wish you could've stay there forever with me But the people in the juke shack, they asked us to leave Remember when I asked you for your number And your hands up underneath my jumper, over and over and over It was a lost weekend We turned our phones off, ignored our friends I found my knees weakened I know I'd never see you again I'm sorry if I embarrassed you By saying something stupid like 'I love you' I'm sorry if I embarrassed you By saying something stupid like 'I love you' It was a lost weekend It was a lost weekend It was a lost weekend It was a lost weekend Lost weekend Lost weekend Lost weekend Lost weekend