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Kings Of Convenience Riot On An Empty Street

Why, why so quiet oh my mysterious country singer she asked my life (love), it's a riot I am climbing barricades in empty streets at night when I'm

so I'll lose some sales and my boss won't be happy but there's only one thing on my mind searching boxes underneath the counter on a chance that on

but the paint is coming of I didn't know if you wanted to, when I came to pick you up you didn't even hesitate, and now you and me are on our way I

All I do is sleep all day, and think of you a memory of the cushion life I'm clinging to the image of a mutual one, our haven the sombre chords of

I walked around for hours, two ten pence pieces in my hand I was alone and freezing, still trying hard to understand you I left the others knowing I

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"Why, why so quiet? Oh my mysterious country singer?" she asked. My life, it's a riot I'm climbing barricades In empty streets at night. When

Riding on this know-how, never been here before Peculiarly entrusted, possibly that's all Is history recorded? Does someone have a tape? Surely, I'm no

I'd rather dance with you than talk with you, so why don't we just move into the other room. There's space for us to shake, and 'hey, I like this tune