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Seven-thirty and I got nothing left to give
My hopeâs gone left with my joie de vivre and will to live a simple life, not for me
I donât take nothinâ easy if I can do it the hard way
Oh we got a long hot summer to wince through, Baby
But it didnât take long to convince you when you were only seventeen
And your heart would miss a beat for its country
And all day long you tell me thatâs when trouble begins
Thatâs when trouble begins, but if thatâs what you want
Then maybe I could prickle under your skin
Seven-forty and I got nothing left in me for small talk
Gossip or any kind of pleasantries and presently
When your heart comes crashing into me donât say I didnât warn you
Oh we got a long, hot summer to burn through, Baby
And if you had any sense youâd return to when you were only seventeen
And your heart would miss a beat for its country
And all day long you tell me thatâs when trouble begins
Thatâs when trouble begins, but if thatâs what you want
Then maybe I could prickle under your skin
Ooh we got a long, hot summer to list through, Baby
And I havenât got the patience to miss you like we were only seventeen
When my heart would take a bullet for something
And all day long you tell me thatâs when trouble begins, thatâs when trouble begins
Thereâll be plenty of teardrops you could soak up if you stay
I try to be faithful but youâre leading me astray and the trouble with me
Is that the trouble isnât ever far away
- Album:
- A Coming of Age
- The Great Unwanted
- A Coming of Age (Bonus Track Version)
- Upon Hilly Fields
- Upon Hilly Fields EP
- My Brittle Heart
- Lips Are Unhappy
- The Kids at the Club
- Add Your Light to Mine, Baby
- Lips Are Unhappy / Lonely This Christmas
- Now Hear This! May 2010
- Rolling Stone: New Noises, Volume 84
- Uncut: The Playlist May 2007
- Flirt
- The Kids At the Club: An Indiepop Compilation
- White Russian Doll
- Woah Billy!
- Up In Flames
- Lucky Soul
- Hard Lines