Woorden:
Belle Sebastian The Boy With The Arab Strap

What was it I saw in New York? I?m not the same anymore How will I hide these feelings inside? Call my girl on the phone Neon lights shine bright Taxi

Summer in winter Winter in springtime You heard the birds sing Everything will be fine I spent the summer wasting The time was passed so easily But if

on the world, turn your back to the wall And you walk twenty yards with your head in the air Down the Liberty Hill, where the fashion brigade Look with

Take Judy, with her bow and arrow, she's a mastermind Too frumpy for the teenage population of her time Car coat, she has a quilted jacket with a hood

you want me all you have to do Is ask a thousand questions Triplicate and file under Simple things you ask to make a young boy sigh Young boy sigh Young boy sigh A young boy

your toes, I will frame this moment in time Troubles come and troubles go, the trouble that we used to know Will stay with us till we get old, will stay with

with the chaos of trouble Cause anything's better than posh isolation I missed the bus You were laid on your back With the boy from the arab strap With the boy from the arab

Vertaling: Sebastian, Belle. De jongen met het Arab Strap.

with the chaos of trouble Cause anything's better than posh isolation 1 missed the bus You were laid on your back With the boy from the arab strap With the boy from the arab