3ww Lyrics - Alt-j

There was a wayward lad 

Stepped out one morning 

The ground to be his bed 

The sky his awning 

Neon, neon, neon 

A blue neon lamp in a midnight country field 

Can't surround so you lean on, lean on 

So much your heart's become fond of this 

Oh, these three worn words 

Oh, let me whisper like the rubbing hands 

Of tourists in Verona 

I just want to love you in my own language 

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Well, that smell of sex 

Good like burning wood 

The wayward lad laid clean 

To two busty girls from Hornsea 

Who left a note in black ink 

Girls from above say "Hi" (hi) 

The road erodes at five feet per year 

Around England's east coastline 

Was this your first time? 

Love is just a button we press 

Last night by the campfire 

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Oh, these three worn words 

Oh, that we whisper like the rubbing hands 

Of tourists in Verona 

I just want to love you in my own language