Scissor Sisters - Paul McCartney Lyrics
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Paul McCartney
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What Are The Lyrics For Paul McCartney By Scissor Sisters?
Paul McCartney
There's an urgency I'm feeling for the first time It's all mine Do we dream about each other at the same time? All night This might be the only way to talk to you That's right It's your ears with the sound that I walk into Your mind Is it the party that ain't over 'til it's through? Is it the wiring that's suddenly blown a fuse? Is it a chemical that makes this moment true? Is it the music that connects me to you? There's a way to get together then I'm gone away One day It's a place that all that matters are the notes you play I say Simple pleasures when I'm listening it gets me by Won't lie When you're singing I'll be with you 'til the exit time We shine Is it the party that ain't over 'til it's through? Is it the wiring that's suddenly a blown fuse? Is it a chemical that makes this moment true? Is it the music that connects me to you? To you-hoo! Here I was awaiting Praying for the muse I'm finally awake and you have Left me less confused Maybe now You will hear me now I'm just in love In love with your sound Is it the party that ain't over 'til it's through? Is it the wiring that's suddenly a blown fuse? Is it a chemical that makes this moment true? Is it the music that connects me to you? To you-hoo! Your song it gets me by When you're singing I'll be with you 'til the exit line (repeat) |
Who Wrote Paul McCartney By Scissor Sisters?
Derek Gruen, Jason Sellards, Scott Hoffman
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