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505 (Uploaded) Medium
by Arctic Monkeys
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I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven hour flight
Or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination
You're waiting lying on your side
hands between your thighs
Stop and a sec
When you look at me that
My darling, what did you expect?
I'd still adore you
With your hands my neck
Or I did time I checked
Not shy of a spark
The at the thought
That I should fall short of the mark
by the bite
it's no the bark
A middle of adventure
Such a perfect place to start
I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven hour flight
Or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination
You're on your side
With your hands between your thighs
But I crumble completely you cry
It seems once again you've had to greet me with goodbye
I'm just to go and spoil the surprise
Take my hands off of eyes too soon
I'm going back to 505
If it's a hour flight
Or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination
You're waiting lying on your side
your hands between your thighs
And a
If it's a seven hour flight
Or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination
You're waiting lying on your side
hands between your thighs
Stop and a sec
When you look at me that
My darling, what did you expect?
I'd still adore you
With your hands my neck
Or I did time I checked
Not shy of a spark
The at the thought
That I should fall short of the mark
by the bite
it's no the bark
A middle of adventure
Such a perfect place to start
I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven hour flight
Or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination
You're on your side
With your hands between your thighs
But I crumble completely you cry
It seems once again you've had to greet me with goodbye
I'm just to go and spoil the surprise
Take my hands off of eyes too soon
I'm going back to 505
If it's a hour flight
Or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination
You're waiting lying on your side
your hands between your thighs
And a
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