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Some information about Seconds Lyrics Title: Pulp - Seconds lyrics Artist: Pulp Album: Seconds Visitors: 5 visitors have visited Seconds Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. She / she used to live with his brother Now she s an unmarried mother / with another / on the way He s seond rate / twisted out of shape and he looks a stateit costs so much to look this rough They go to town / they like to shop around / and look at all those things All those things they never wnated anyway / She hates his hair that stupid coat he wears / but sometimes second best is the best that you can get Oh yes / oh somebody told me / cos seconds turn to hours and the hours turn into days / but still it feels like morning The first time leaves its trace / and then slides into second place and still it feels like morning / At night they try to fly hold on tight and close their eyes / and they hit the ground in the morning But in the morning it s raining / Oh Christ you re always complaining can t you think of something else / It s nearly-nu a bargain basement made for two / and if you blur your eyes you could be anywhere / you want yourself to be Oh yeahit s bad / I know you want to laughso laugh But sometimes second best / Is all that you can get Oh yeah / oh somebody told me / the seconds turn to hours and the hours turn into days / but still it feels like morning The first time leaves its trace / and then slides into second place and still it feels like morning / At night they try to fly hold on tight and close their eyes / and they hit the ground in the morning But you re so perfect you don t interest me at all You re golden boy fell down / Don t you know / he hasn t got a personality? And I know / he said he d last all night then gave you seconds / yeah The seconds turn to hours / and the hours turn into days but still it feels like morning / The first time leaves its trace and then slides into second place / and still it feels like morning At night they try to fly / hold on tight and close their eyes and they hit the ground in the morning / My God they re still alive they got it wrong but they still tried / and they made it through to the morning. Hottest songs from Pulp : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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