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What Are The Lyrics For Ask By The Smiths?
Shyness is nice, and
Shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life You'd like to Shyness is nice, and Shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life You'd like to So, if there's something you'd like to try If there's something you'd like to try Ask me, I won't say no, how could I? Coyness is nice, and Coyness can stop you From saying all the things in Life you'd like to So, if there's something you'd like to try If there's something you'd like to try Ask me, I won't say no, how could I? Spending warm summer days indoors Writing frightening verse To a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg Ask me, ask me, ask me Ask me, ask me, ask me Because if it's not love Then it's the bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb The bomb, the bomb The bomb that will bring us together Nature is a language, can't you read? Nature is a language can't you read? So ask me, ask me, ask me Ask me, ask me, ask me Because if it's not love Then it's the bomb, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb The bomb, the bomb The bomb that will bring us together If it's not love Then it's the bomb Then it's the bomb That will bring us together So ask me, ask me, ask me Ask me, ask me, ask me Oh, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la |
Who Wrote Ask By The Smiths?
Johnny Marr, Steven Patrick Morrissey
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