Arab Strap - The Devil-tips Lyrics
If I could always be eighteen.You could always be eight.Wed draw monsters on your walls.Ill keep you up too late.cause getting served in pubsIsnt all its cracked up to be.I dreamt you were wee again.Arms stretched out and pining for me.Come here so I can help youTie your brand new tie,Brush your coat and rememberNo-one laughs if you cry.Well ***** me, its windy.We picked a good day.Thats the first drink Ive ever bought youAnd Im sure youre starting to sway.