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Kings Of Convenience Riot On An Empty Street

so I'll lose some sales and my boss won't be happy but there's only one thing on my mind searching boxes underneath the counter on a chance that on

: I walked around for hours, two ten pence pieces in my hand I was alone and freezing, still trying hard to understand you I left the others knowing

streets, on the corners, there's a scent in the air I ask you out and I lead you, I know my way around here there's a bench I remember, and on the way

: I'd rather dance with you than talk with you so why don't we just move into the other room there's space for us to shake, and hey, I like this tune

days sunless at the end of the year the air is like a knife cutting through you a room in the house is always warm stretched out on the bathroom floor

it happened again <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> a friend is not a means you utilize to get somewhere somehow didn't notice, friendship is an

spinning top made a sound like a train across the valley fading, oh so quiet but constant 'til it passed over the ridge into the distances written on

Riding on this know-how, never been here before Peculiarly entrusted, possibly that's all Is history recorded? Does someone have a tape? Surely, I'm no

I'd rather dance with you than talk with you, so why don't we just move into the other room. There's space for us to shake, and 'hey, I like this tune