Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Calgary Girls, artist - The Smith Street Band. Album song Throw Me in the River, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 30.10.2014
Record label: Uncle M
Song language: English
Calgary Girls |
In dark corners and bars and ballrooms |
Boys get childish and grow up too soon |
I sit and stare at the Calgary girls |
Pretty hair and their mummy’s pearls |
Until the fear wells up and hits me |
Send letters to a comfortable history |
I used to have it all |
Now my head falls hard and alone onto a motel pillow |
And I know there’s a script that I could rehearse |
And there are lines, I could make them work |
But I don’t want them, I want you |
And it’s not like there’s a space that I need to fill |
Or like I have any time we could kill |
But I don’t need this, I need you |
And this is the exact thing that I always do |
We used to lie right here and speak |
We were fucking great between these sheets |
That she bought to replace the old ones she left when she needed her own space |
And I took the hand-me-downs |
And I flipped the covers inside out |
And I’ll pretend that I’m different now |
And the first time we made love |
It was dark and we were drunk |
In someone else’s, someone else’s hostel bathroom |
And you turned your back to me |
And I said, «If this is the first of many |
Then turn back around so I can fucking kiss you» |
And I know there’s a script that I could rehearse |
And there are lines, I could make them work |
But I don’t want them, I want you |
And it’s not like there’s a space that I need to fill |
Or like I have any time we could kill |
But I don’t need this, I need you |
And this is the exact thing that I always do |
If you see me again holding up some dive bar’s end |
With a whisky sat far too naturally between my legs |
Will you saunter over smokily and tell me about your family? |
And I’ll tell you you were right when you said I’d end up lonely |
And I’ll tell you that my life didn’t crack up to what our life would have been |
And I’ll stand up to say something, fall straight back in my seat |
And you will check your watch and say, «It's probably time for you to leave» |
And I’ll stand up and say something brave and grand, fall straight back in my |
seat |
You will check your watch and say, «It's probably time for you to leave» |
And you will offer me a ride |
Only 'cause so it’s so fucking cold outside |
You were always far too kind |
And I know there’s a script that I could rehearse |
And there are lines and I could make them work |
But I don’t want them, I want you |
And it’s not like there’s a space that I need to fill |
Or like I have any time we could kill |
But I don’t need this, fucking need you |
And this is the exact thing that I always do |