Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Street Lites, artist - Pulp.
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Street Lites |
Doorways |
Corners |
And the street lights dance in your eyes |
Behind the cinema |
In the rain |
In the subway |
Where the walls crumble and cover you in fine dust |
Cos we haven’t got a home to go to |
Touch me |
On the back seat, on the top deck |
Talk dirty |
On the back row |
Can you feel me |
Against you? |
Oh no |
We shouldn’t |
We shouldn’t |
We shouldn’t |
I want to |
…mmmm… |
What you gonna do if you go home and he’s not there? |
It wouldn’t be the same if we didn’t know it was wrong |
Oh touch me |
And then go whilst i can still taste you |
Oh yeah leave me |
And I’ll walk it off in the rain somehow |
Someone wants to watch by the side of Alena Stores |
In the doorway, in the rain |
Did he see us? |
Do you care? |
Pull the night-time tight around us |
And we can keep each other warm |
Whilst the cars drive by |
En-route to dried-up dinners |
And strip-lit kitchens and the smell of gas and potato peelings |
What you gonna do if you go home and he’s not there? |
It wouldn’t be the same if you didn’t know it was wrong |
Oh touch me |
And then go whilst i can still taste you |
Oh yeah leave me |
And I’ll walk it off in the rain somehow yeah |
We’ve got to go on meeting like this |
I don’t want to live with you or anywhere near you |
I want to catch you unawares |
Undressing in front of a window maybe |
Impressed with those things I drive by |
Did you see me? |
Could you tell that I was watching? |
Did it make it feel better? |
Yeah, it was good for me too |
Did you think about me? |
Did you close your eyes? |
Think that maybe |
It was my hand that was touching you |
My breath against your face? |
And when you opened your eyes |
Did the world tip off its axis for a few seconds? |
And you thought you’d caught a tiny glimpse of someone? |
Something here with it’s shoulders moving towards you? |
Yeah I did too |
And it felt good |
And it felt good |
And it felt good |
In a strange kind of way |
In a way that things that aren’t supposed to feel good |
Sometimes do |
Oh take it away |
Yeah |
What you gonna do if you go home and he’s not there? |
It wouldn’t be the same if you didn’t know it was wrong |
Oh touch me |
And then go whilst i can still taste you |
Oh yeah leave me |
And I’ll walk it off in the rain somehow |
What you gonna do if you go home and he’s not there? |
It wouldn’t be the same if you didn’t know it was wrong |
Oh touch me |
And then go whilst i can still taste you |
Oh yeah leave me |
And I’ll walk it off in the rain somehow |