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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Last Orders”

• We used to do it to ease the tension. Pretend that sex wasnt our intention. Even weeks later when they all knew. It always helped just to have a few. But now whats the point If were not going out? It only makes you tired. And makes me shout. Always the last chance for you and me. First come apologies, then the plea. I wash the walls as you pack your stuff. Ive had too much and youve had enough. So whats the point When were not meeting friends? From midday to morning On weekdays or weekends. We could pretend that this never started. That youre still shy, Im still broken-hearted. And well get pissed just to watch the telly. Ill get worked up when you flash your belly. But whats the point If were just staying in? Its a lot of effort For one big din.

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