Тексты песен «Squeeze»

I'm always touching myself I've got nothing else to do And when I'm touching myself I'm always thinking of you Touching me, touching you I've got nothing else to do Touching, touching you Touching, touching me Here,...

(Difford/Tilbrook) There she sits in an empty room The look on her face says it all A bruise appears round a crying eye As the tear drops sadly fall He knocked her over he hit her And told her she's stupid Hea??s high...

(Wilkinson) To be running so far away To rely on the perfect stranger True colours they suffer with age One look at the storm and fly straight on in To the rain and thunder Fool lover swept under the tide The storm was...

(wilkinson) To be running so far away To rely on the perfect stranger True colours they suffer with age One look at the storm and fly straight on in To the rain and thunder Fool lover swept under the tide The storm was...

(Wilkinson) To be running so far away To rely on the perfect stranger True colours they suffer with age One look at the storm and fly straight on in To the rain and thunder Fool lover swept under the tide The storm was...

(difford/tilbrook) Warning: these lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. they represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see. Trust in me my tongue is weeping Words of love you must be...

Trust me to open my mouth Now everybody knows Trust me, now I've let you down I'm a big mouth, I suppose This was our secret, our meetings were so discreet I promised to keep it from the ears out on the street This was...

(difford/tilbrook) I never thought it would happen With me and the girl from clapham Out on a windy common That night I ain't forgotten When she dealt out the rations With some or other passions I said you are a lady...

She left her school for the factory From pocket money to a salary From a pac-a-mac to a compact case And every morning she inspects her face She discovers pulling pints in pubs That the good looks will never cover up...

(difford/tilbrook) With her hair up in his fingers The fish and chips smell lingers Under amber streetlamps She holds the law in her hands The moistness of the damp night Falls silent through the lamplight Although...

(difford/tilbrook) There's smoke in the hills And prints on the path The moon dangles down on the hyena's laugh And there are riders with guns by their sides The wagon train's full of women and hides The men drink and...

(Difford/tilbrook) I need some help Help to decide Whether it's our love That steps out of time You say you need Time on your own Time to accept how Our love has grown And when you think about All of the bad in...

A black and white photograph Of me up the garden path Wrapped up in my football scarf It sits here in my hand And there mother smothered me And how she would mother me She knew how to suffer me Like all mothers can...

(difford/tilbrook) There at the altar I held up my head The sun shone through the stained glass I thought of jesus I thought of my friends The angels played on their harps Me in my suit which doesn't fit now Touched by...

(difford/tilbrook) Warning: these lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. they represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see. Pacing through the flickering light A velvet patch upon his...

(Difford/Tilbrook) What's wrong with this picture Her eyes are like moons It's just like looking In two empty rooms She's looking so fragile As thin as an eel What's wrong with this picture What does it reveal Beauty...

(difford/tilbrook) Warning: these lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. they represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see. When the world has gone to sleep I'm still up among the sheep...

(difford/tilbrook) When the hangover strikes And I open my post And the coffee is on And I'm burning my toast I let the battle commence I see a sun in the trees And a draught at the door With my head in my lap There's...

(Difford/Tilbrook) I could smell the rain Dripping through the fresh cut grass I could spell your name On the wet and steamed up glass But you were just a name, a face I had conceived As being beautiful, very beautiful...

Who's that kissin' in the corner? And who's that talkin' on the phone? Who's that smilin' like a soldier? And why you tellin' me to go? Who's that drinkin' all the Daniels? And who's that singin' in the rain? Who's...