Opening Hours Songtext
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Opening Hours Songtext
Yesterday′s gold let loose grass fires
You stood in front of the window
And hold the night at bay
A thousand miles away
You're always banging on about the opening hours of New York
You′re always banging on about the opening hours
Well you can count on your favourite drummer
He ain't the only one who can get you there on time
He ain't the only one who can get you there on time
The lights go out in suburban restaurants
Over wine list that I colour blocked in
We′re close to each other
And we know each other so well
You′re always banging on about the opening hours of New York
You're always banging on about the opening hours
Well you can count on your favourite drummer
He ain′t the only one who can get you there on time
He ain't the only one who can get you there on time
Is there a favourite place on the corner
Always on holidays
Have they gone somewhere warmer
Love, we need to get away
You′re always banging on about the opening hours of New York
You're always banging on about the opening hours
Well you can count on your favourite drummer
He ain′t the only one who can get you there on time
You're always banging on about the opening hours of New York
You're always banging on about the opening hours
Well you can count on your favourite drummer
He ain′t the only one who can get you there on time
You stood in front of the window
And hold the night at bay
A thousand miles away
You're always banging on about the opening hours of New York
You′re always banging on about the opening hours
Well you can count on your favourite drummer
He ain't the only one who can get you there on time
He ain't the only one who can get you there on time
The lights go out in suburban restaurants
Over wine list that I colour blocked in
We′re close to each other
And we know each other so well
You′re always banging on about the opening hours of New York
You're always banging on about the opening hours
Well you can count on your favourite drummer
He ain′t the only one who can get you there on time
He ain't the only one who can get you there on time
Is there a favourite place on the corner
Always on holidays
Have they gone somewhere warmer
Love, we need to get away
You′re always banging on about the opening hours of New York
You're always banging on about the opening hours
Well you can count on your favourite drummer
He ain′t the only one who can get you there on time
You're always banging on about the opening hours of New York
You're always banging on about the opening hours
Well you can count on your favourite drummer
He ain′t the only one who can get you there on time
Writer(s): Olivia Jayne Bartley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

