Lloyd Cole and The Commotions - Lost Weekend Lyrics

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 Lloyd Cole and The Commotions - Lost Weekend Lyrics


It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam

And double pneumonia in a single room

And the sickest joke was the price of the medicine

Are you laughing at me now?

May I please laugh along with you

 

This morning I woke up from a deep unquiet sleep

With ashtray clothes and Miss lonelyheart's pen

With which I wrote for you a lovesong in tatoo upon my palm

It was stolen from me when Jesus took my hand

You see, I...I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it

Drop me and I'll fall to pieces so easily

 

I was a king bee with a head full of attitude

Wore my heart on my sleeve like a stain in my aim

Was to taboo you

Could we meet in the marketplace

Did I ever hey please did you wound my knees

 

You see, I... I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it

Drop me and i'll fall to pieces

Yes it's too easy and there's nobody else to blame

Will I hang my head in a crying shame

There is nobody else to blame

Nobody else except my sweet self

 

It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam

Twenty four gone years to conclude in tears

That the sickest joke was the price of the medicine

Are you laughing at me now?

May I please laugh along

 

I was a king bee with a head full of attitude

And ashtray heart on my sleeve, wounded knees

And my one love song was a tatoo upon my palm

You wrote upon me when you took my hand

You see, I... I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it

Drop me and I'll fall to pieces too easily

Too easily...

Too easily...

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