Futureheads - Le Garage lyrics

Everything was ready, but he had to run away Shot for the money on the very same day Le garage, le garage-rage Le garage, le garage-rage Everything was ready, but he had to run away Shot for the money on the very same day Le garage, le garage-rage Le garage, le garage-rage Bullsh**, bullsh**, bullsh**, bullsh** You, you are the thing With your tight skin making me jealous And I agree I never think now when I'm with you And I won't say a word of its truth if it's not true Le garage, le garage-rage And things pushed in my face With locked arms making me nuder to everything You you give me sound I always think now when I'm with you And I won't say a word of its truth if it's not true Le garage, le garage-rage And I won't say a word of its truth if it's not true Le garage, le garage-rage