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Space invaders flying home
Yeah, they're going to hit the sack
And they are probably going to die getting high
'Cause they're mixing crazy moments with the crack
And she's kissing all the boys
She's to clever to be slack
But she's bound to go away for a day
And she like it, so she won't be coming back
Baby, baby, baby
Your good old days have died
Baby, baby, baby
Now won't you dry your pretty eyes?
Baby, baby, baby
Your good old days are taxed
So come on!
Spot big bell bottom chords
And a matching with a hat
And you're a rule breaker, baby
Can't you see me standing
Only in your way to hit the sack?
And she's kissing all the boys
She's too clever to be slack
But she's bound to go away for a day
And she like it, so she won't be coming back
Baby, baby, baby
The good old days have died
Baby, baby, baby
Now won't you dry your pretty eyes?
Baby, baby, baby
Your good old days are taxed
So come on!
- Album:
- Do I Wanna Know? (Single)
- AM
- Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High
- Black Treacle
- R U Mine? (Single)
- Miscellaneous
- Suck It And See
- The Hellcat Spangled Shalalala (Single)
- Suck It And See (Single)
- Humbug
- Domino Presents All The Rage
- Favourite Worst Nightmare
- Who the Fuck Are Arctic Monkeys?
- When the Sun Goes Down
- Beneath The Boardwalk
- Fluorescent Adolescent (Single)
- We Use To Play Like Indie Now We Use To Play Black Sabbath
- Leave Before The Lights Come On
- Non-Album Releases
- Fluorescent Adolescent