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Idiot du quartier de lune

de Ian Caulfield

It's a long drive home,
Listening to your favorite song.
Singin' the melody,
Over and over and over again (Over and over again)
I can't pretend,
There is nothing left to say.
But when I start to speak,
You turn away.

'Cause you know
Exactly what I'm going to say.
'Cause you know, whoa-oh
Exactly what I'm going to say.

So rest your head,
Tomorrow's almost here.
And forget,
What I said, my dear.
Forget it anyway!

Is this all you've got?
Is this all you've got,
For me?
(Whoa...) Is this all you've got?
Is this all you've got,
For me?

I was tired,
Drivin' down the 805.
Goin' 40 miles an hour just to spend more time with you.
And you know I tried,
To keep it all inside.
But it's hard when you look, afraid.

'Cause you know
Exactly what I'm going to say.
'Cause you know, whoa-oh
Exactly what I'm going to say.

(Whoa...) Is this all you've got?
Is this all you've got,
For me?
(Whoa...) Is this all you've got?
Is this all you've got,
For me?

I tried hard to be patient, but I failed;
I rushed the delivery.
This is between you and me.
The night is young, (The night is young)
And the subject's old,
With nothing to hold;
We head, into oblivion.

(Whoa...) Is this all you've got?
Is this all you've got?
(Whoa...) Is this all you've got?
Is this all you've got?

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