Texty písní Arctic Monkeys Favourite Worst Nightmare Matador


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She was marrying the Matador and he was with the weather girl
A very clever girl who stood out amongst several ones
A terrible dillema and forever he'll regret the day he didn't make
The rescue from the bullring
Sulking won't get you nowhere son
There's blood on your chin where you've bitten your tongue
Smitten but might not be smitten for long
If you're still sitting she'll soon be smitten and gone
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