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From the album Open Windows/Screened In Porches
lyrics
turn down the road towards your drive
the leaves line up the side of the road
some things never get old
and the town smells of fires in homes
the room spills down on the floor
o you know some things never get old
you like my southern drunken charm
and i like the way you say my name
when the lights go and we're heading out in the dark
but the street light shines on your face
to remind me why you ask why i look at you that way
you like the way i can talk to a wall
and i like the way you dress to kill
scientists and communists conspire
writers and politicians try to inspire
but you and i are here
we're young and we're fine, so fine
we're dirty late sleepers
a burning new england sky
your legs wrapped inside of mine
shiver cold.
some things never get old.
credits
released 09 November 2011
Ben Carter - vocals, guitars, percussion, piano, keys, arrangements
Robert E. Beal III - bass
Produced by Robert E. Beal III and Ben Carter
Recorded, Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Robert E. Beal III at BB3
Studios in Newton, NH
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