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August In New York

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Kidepo Canonical path: /kidepo/august-in-new-york Related lyric paths: 6
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August In New York

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Please forgive me, pardon me

I hope that you’ll come around naturally

There’s no reward for honesty

We’re gunning for a red anniversary

I don’t care about your savoir-faire

Baby if you dare

You can be my love

Superficial felonies

You like to commit ‘em to memory

Please don’t really pretend to me

We all want to deal with this properly

I don’t care about your savoir-faire

Baby if you dare

You can be my love

The sink is a-brim, old porcelain to the floor

Italian wine dripping red out your pores

This isn’t the suburbs my dear, this is war

You make me feel like it’s august in new york

So take down your hair, take your gun out the drawer

I’ll be throwing food you just bought at the store

It goes to show why you’re the one I adore

You make me feel like it’s august in new york

Can we go swimming

By now, you know I don’t care

Baby I don’t care at all

When we go swimming

By now, you know I don’t care

Baby I don’t care

Oh no

You’re holding grudges

And blaming me

You know, ignorance in my masterpiece

There’s no way through this

It’s got to be

And I want to live in your custody

I don’t care about your savoir-faire

Baby if you dare

You can be my love

The sink is a-brim, old porcelain to the floor

Italian wine dripping red out your pores

This isn’t the suburbs my dear, this is war

You make me feel like it’s august in new york

So take down your hair, take your gun out the drawer

I’ll be throwing food you just bought at the store

It goes to show why you’re the one I adore

You make me feel like it’s august in new york

Can we go swimming

By now, you know I don’t care

Baby I don’t care at all

When we go swimming

By now, you know I don’t care

Baby I don’t care

Oh no

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