Furniture - A Taste of You
It doesn't look the same
They're gonna give cleaning up the streets a bad name
The arcades and the clubs
Have been shut down
Now there's rows of fancy bars and restaurants
And they don't want me around
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
It's always the little things, that bring you low
Show you what you really want
Tell you what you already know
You want your love life to go wrong
You want to get away
You invite a friend over
It don't feel good
Don't look good
And I say why don't you come back to me?
(Come, come, come back)
Come back to me
(Come, come, come back)
Come back to me
(Come, come, come back)
Come back to me
(Come, come, come back)
Come back to me
(Come, come, come back)
Come back to me
And you know when the love you
They're going to squeeze you out
Like a sponge soaks up water
They're going to squeeze you out
I will not come back this way
To this town, this town, anymore
I won't look in your face again
What the hell would I do that for?
Do that for?
Come on over sorrow
Stay a week or two
My life is full of nothing
And I need a taste of you
Oh, come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
(Come, come, come back)
Come back to me
(Come, come, come back)
Come back to me
(Come, come, come back)
Come back to me
(Come, come, come back)
Come back to me
(Come, come, come back)
Come back to me
(Come, come, come back)
Woo-woo
(Come, come, come back)
Woo-woo
(Come, come, come back)
Woo-woo
(Come, come, come back)
Woo-woo
(Come, come, come back)
Woo-woo, hey-hey
Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh
Wooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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