Pulp - 59 Lyndhurst Grove | Текст песни

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• Pulp
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There's a picture by his first wife on the wall Stripped floorboards in the kitchen and the hall
A stain from last week's party on the stairs No one knows who made it or how it ever got there
They were dancing with children round their necks
Talking business, books and records, art and sex
All things being considered, you'd call it a success You wore your black dress
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
He's an architect and such a lovely guy
And he'll stay with you until the day you die And he'll give you everything you could desire
Oh, well, almost everything, everything that he can buy
So you sometimes go out in the afternoon Spend and hour with your lover in his bedroom Hearing old women rolling trolleys down the road Back to Lyndhurst Grove, Lyndhurst Grove