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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Kooks
Performer
Luke Pritchard
Vocals
Hugh Harris
Guitar
Max Rafferty
Bass Guitar
Paul Garred
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Pritchard
Songwriter
Hugh Harris
Songwriter
Max Rafferty
Songwriter
Paul Garred
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony Hoffer
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Here you are then
One was good
Definitely
So at my show on Monday
I was hoping someday
You'd be on your way to better things
It's not about your make-up
Or how you try to shape up
To these tiresome paper dreams
Paper dreams, honey
So now you pour your heart out
You're telling me you're far out
Not about to lie down for your cause
But you don't pull my strings
'Cause I'm a better man
Moving on to better things
Well, oh-oh, woah, I love her
Because she moves in her own way
Well, oh-oh, woah, she came to my show
Just to hear about my day
So at the show on Tuesday
She was in her mind, see
Tempered furs and spangled boots
Looks are deceiving
Make me believe it
And these tiresome paper dreams
Paper dreams, honey, yeah
So won't you go far
Tell them you're a keeper
Not about to lie down for your cause
As you don't pull my strings
'Cause I'm a better man
Moving on to better things
Well, oh-oh, woah, I love her
Because she moves in her own way
Well, oh-oh, she came to my show
Just to hear about my day
Yes, I wish that we never made it
Through all the summers
And kept them up instead of kicking us back
Down to the suburbs
And yes, I wish that we never made it
Through all the summers
And kept them up instead of kicking us back
Down to the suburbs
But oh-oh-oh, I love her
Because she moves in her own way
But oh-oh, she came to my show
Just to hear about my day
But oh-oh, woah, I love her
Because she moves in her own way
But oh-oh, woah, she came to my show
Just to hear about my day
Writer(s): Luke Pritchard, Hugh Murray Harris, Max Clarke Rafferty, Paul James Garred
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