Here Come The Young Men by Courteeners
I'm in work in an hour and a half
And the gin is stil fresh on the end of my scarf
How long can we keep up with this?
And if we didn't is there anything that we would miss?
The sun comes up over Raven South
You're a raving, misbehaving mouth
I never thought that we'd like eachother
But lo and behold
This love will last forever and ever and ever
Here come the young men
I'll never show my back to the painting
Youth encompassed, ready and straight in
She looks at me like nobody else can
Eye to eye, eye to eye
Are we getting older?
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