In Another Life
Well, would you want me, in your afternoons
If I seduced ya, in your mills and boons
Well, Ill be the master if youll be the mate
But dont you get those headaches
In another life
Ill bring your milk tray, from a parachute
Ill play the hollywood hunk, you can dye your roots
Or Ill be your burton if youll be my liz
And there might be flying pigs
In another life
Thats how were built, love
Dont let it wilt, love
Ill take your flat feet
Well, if youll take my habits, it all works out in the end
Ah, but in another life...
Ill be the stranger, in your horoscope
The cheeky builder, calling with his quote
Or maybe a chippendale, on girls night out
Make mine the biggest pouch
In another life
Thats how were built, love
Dont let it wilt, love
Ill take your mood swings
Well, if youll take my hobbies, it all works out in the end
Ah, but in another life...
Well, Ill be your burton if youll be my liz
There might be flying pigs
In another life
And youd give up the cigs
In another life
And beer tastes good in tins
Test matches we might win
And your mother buys her gin
song performed by Xtc
Added by Lucian Velea
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