The Montgolfier Brothers - Seventeen Stars lyrics

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The Montgolfier Brothers - Seventeen Stars lyrics

A trip down South, on the coast to France, an hour by couch Takes us from Bordeaux To the middle of in-between Pa**ing ... and ma**ive ... chalets, a stone throw from the beach ... In a town that's out of season and somehow out of time We try to make sense of our lives We find a small hotel, run by an Englishman A wife from past back home Put out to have the custom, so early in the year Takes us in, reluctantly First night in the bar, the second on the beach Perhaps a sentence in-between We walk down empty streets while the march's sun caught us out And evening convalescing of ... We simultaneously Combust to green Twenty-six times 'round the track, and feeling every lap You're catching upon me We joke about the difference in age and s** and wealth And you take it on your sun-burnt chin We talk about the present, the future and the past Agree that things aren't working Best things never last On midnight march's beach, stumble from the bar And down I'll lie sleeping While bathing naked ... We sit there counting stars