Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Love Cliché, artist - Bran Van 3000. Date of issue: 17.06.2010
Song language: English
Love Cliché |
| Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba |
| Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba |
| Ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba |
| Ba ba ba |
| You see I met her on a Monday |
| And her name was Chill |
| From the what-the-hell family’s |
| Relation to free will |
| Yeah she circled my circumference |
| Said she had some time to kill |
| Been combing the beach for a beautiful freak |
| And I just might fit the bill |
| She said: |
| Ooh, I think I’m liking you |
| Ooh, do you feel the same way too? |
| I said, ooh, I think I do |
| I said, ooh, I think you’re cute |
| I said, ooh, merci beaucoup |
| I said, ooh ooh |
| And maybe I’m calling you baby |
| And I might just say you’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| And I like it that way |
| You’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| And I like it that way |
| So we fell in love that summer |
| Underneath the Star Wars sign |
| Drinking cases of each other |
| And guitar and April Wine |
| And we lay down in the alley |
| As the sunlight hit the pine |
| And talked of all things great |
| Like the rose of Gertrude Stein |
| And we fell in love that summer |
| But it lasted eighteen weeks |
| Used to kiss her on the hummer |
| Now I kiss her on the cheek |
| And I vividly remember |
| In a moment of recline |
| When she whispered in my ear |
| «I think I like both kinds» |
| She said, ooh, I think I do |
| I said, ooh, I think you’re cute |
| She said, ooh, merci beaucoup |
| I said, ooh ooh |
| And maybe I’m chasing Amy |
| And I might just say you’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| And I like it that way |
| You’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| And I like it that way |
| I’m feeling love |
| I’m feeling love |
| I’m feeling love |
| I’m feeling love |
| I’m feeling love |
| I’m feeling love |
| I’m feeling love |
| I’m feeling love |
| So why don’t you tell me what’s great? |
| When the puck hits the net |
| At the Stanley Cup game |
| And Miles hits the notes |
| When he sketches out of Spain |
| And the wedding gets you high |
| From the perfect catering |
| And love makes you lie |
| Even though you bought the ring |
| And you screw with your spine |
| And the minor chord change |
| And the more things change |
| The more they stay the same |
| But I’m looking for your kind |
| Yeah I’ll drive through the driving rain |
| 'Cause what was so wrong |
| From the very beginning |
| That we would have to change |
| You’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| And I like it that way |
| You’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| You’re my love cliche |
| And I like it that way |
| And maybe I’m calling you baby |
| And I might just say you’re my love cliche |
| I’m in love |
| I’m in love |
| I’m in love |
| I’m in love |
| I’m in love |
| I’m in love |