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the mother hips - chum كلمات أغنية

they were playing the reels of old dreams in the back room last night
you were there along with the ghosts of one hundred summer nights
you were playing them backwards to see if the codes were alright
and they didn’t say much and that’s just what you thought they not might

everybody smiles for the camera and i think that’s kind of strange
nostalgia and your albums, they cannot record the strain
goodnight memory, lay down
i don’t want to hang around tonight
my mama got mad ’cause i frowned in the photograph and that’s too bad

it’s better to lose a few beans from your bag that to have no bag for your beans

i don’t even know who i’m singing this to, but i know it’s kind of strange
i’ve got a very clear picture in my head but i feel like i’m painting in the rain

- the mother hips

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