Everything But the Girl - Low Tide Of The Night Lyrics
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Low Tide Of The Night
Low Tide Of The Night Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Low Tide Of The Night By Everything But the Girl?
London is the low tide of the night,
Not a taxi cab in sight. An aesthetised I start the journey home. I've been living months alone, I've been avouding things - the phone rings, I use the answerphone. Inside out in the daytime. Outside in in the night time When you're down and troubled You don't tell your friends, You don't tell your family, Won't let them talk about me. I'm gonna let nobody down. Soho is the high tideof the day And for a while I'm swept away - I just forget it. I use the walkman when I walk, I don't talk, But later on the moment's gone and I don't get it. Inside out in the daytime. Outside in in the night time When you're down and troubled You don't tell your friends, You don't tell your family, Won't let them talk about me. I'm gonna let nobody down. Who shall I be totight? Who's gonna see tonight? Who shall I be tonight? Inside out in the daytime, Wrong at the right time, I want to know I'm good for you. Outside in in the night time, Right at the wrong time, I want to know I'm good to you. When you're down and troubled You don't tell your friends, You don't tell your family, Won't let them talk about me. I'm gonna let nobody down. |
Who Wrote Low Tide Of The Night By Everything But the Girl?
Ben Watt
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What's The Duration Of The Low Tide Of The Night By Everything But the Girl?The duration of Low Tide Of The Night is 4:45 minutes and seconds. |
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