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Graham Coxon - Latte lyrics
Stretched into a form that would hurt your eyes to see She made coffee latte and smiled at me But then again she smiled at everybody When I leave that place I'm always speeding So much coffee in my brain a-bleeding A quickened step and a stomach reeling From thought of her lips I wish mine were feeling |
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