Tekster: The Walkmen. Bows And Arrows. My Old Man.

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Here we are, come see us driving in your car.
In the morning's dim, break it off with him.
You said something there. Something throws me from my chair.
I refuse to talk this hour, 'cause I don't need this now.
You're a sure thing, but I know
I don't need this now.

You're an old friend. We both know
I could take you out.
And last night I did something that I don't wanna hear.
Bring your sister out, we'll be leaving now.
And I punched upset, and it's buzzing in my ear.
Bring your sister out, we'll be leaving now.

You're a sure thing but I know
You can count me out.
You're an old friend. We both know
I could take you out.

I see it now. I see it slow, I see it now. I see it now.

Here we are, come see us filing in my car and take a spin
Break it off with him.
He says something there. Something throws me from my chair.
Bring your sister out, we'll be leaving now.

You're a sure thing but I know
You can count me out.
You're an old friend. We both know
I could take you out