Songtext What new york couples fight about [feat. kurt wagner] von Morcheeba

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What new york couples fight about [feat. kurt wagner]

Once a label is on something
It becomes an it
Like it´s no longer alive
It´s like a loss of vision
Or some dark impression
Or a black spot on your eye
If it´s up to you
My little sweet baboo
Through the shouting and the fever
Think of life as queer
Think of it my dear
As some knobs or a fancy tone
From here there is no reason
Baby´s got it made
But it´s not what the life´s about
What is imagination?
May become a fact
If we think of it that way
If you want to know
I can tell you now
Or if you make it through somehow
Or is it best to keep or fall to sleep
It isn´t looking very good to me from here
Hey,
He´s distressed
And
I forget
I don´t wanna know ´cause
I forget (repeat 3x)
I don´t wanna know,
I don´t wanna know
What do
New
York couples fight about
Brothers gonna work it out
Baby´s got the bed sheet
That was under you
When your time and the life expires
Keeps it in the closet
Keeps it to herself
She sholut throw the damn thing out
Why should you continue?
To shake it off
Would you write things on the wall?
You could make it hard, to be in the shouting you will see
Or is it best to change the world your keeping
Down again
Hey,
He´s distressed
I forget
I don´t wanna know ´cause
I forget (repeat 3x)
Such is the sound of sorry
Without the shy report
Or the grips that could hold you down
Just when things were looking up
You act just like a horse´s butt
Everything was simple
But the body´s worn
Got the life spread on the ground
Powder pink and general, the kitchen sink, a funeral
Every loving other
Don´t you fade on me
Like a bomb that´s about to blow
Often we will overlook, the things that make it undercooked
We can make it hard
Or we can take the world apart
Or you´d never be that sure?
Of the simple things that make you want to cry again
He´s distressed
I forget
I don´t wanna know ´cause
I forget

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Once a label is on something 
It becomes an it 
Like it´s no longer alive 
It´s like a loss of vision 
Or some dark impression 
Or a black spot on your eye 
If it´s up to you 
My little sweet baboo 
Through the shouting and the fever 
Think of life as queer 
Think of it my dear 
As some knobs or a fancy tone 
From here there is no reason 
Baby´s got it made 
But it´s not what the life´s about 
What is imagination? 
May become a fact 
If we think of it that way 
If you want to know 
I can tell you now 
Or if you make it through somehow 
Or is it best to keep or fall to sleep 
It isn´t looking very good to me from here 
Hey, 
He´s distressed 
And 
I forget 
I don´t wanna know ´cause 
I forget (repeat 3x) 
I don´t wanna know, 
I don´t wanna know 
What do 
New 
York couples fight about 
Brothers gonna work it out 
Baby´s got the bed sheet 
That was under you 
When your time and the life expires 
Keeps it in the closet 
Keeps it to herself 
She sholut throw the damn thing out 
Why should you continue? 
To shake it off 
Would you write things on the wall? 
You could make it hard, to be in the shouting you will see 
Or is it best to change the world your keeping 
Down again 
Hey, 
He´s distressed 
I forget 
I don´t wanna know ´cause 
I forget (repeat 3x) 
Such is the sound of sorry 
Without the shy report 
Or the grips that could hold you down 
Just when things were looking up 
You act just like a horse´s butt 
Everything was simple 
But the body´s worn 
Got the life spread on the ground 
Powder pink and general, the kitchen sink, a funeral 
Every loving other 
Don´t you fade on me 
Like a bomb that´s about to blow 
Often we will overlook, the things that make it undercooked 
We can make it hard 
Or we can take the world apart 
Or you´d never be that sure? 
Of the simple things that make you want to cry again 
He´s distressed 
I forget 
I don´t wanna know ´cause 
I forget