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Toy Fights lyrics
Bored at home, nothing to do but eat
I'll give you a phone
And you can come along the street
You, I'll bring the junk food
I'll, you
(Can)
Hire the tape
We can sit and poke fun at each other's shape
Water pistols at dawn, we were soaked to bits
Then you, I tried to bite me, you
So I, you hand-held hovered your, my tits
Toy fights on the floor, both drunk and drugged
Out of breath when we stopped
Then we sat on the stairs and hugged
Bored at home, nothing to do but eat
I'll give you a phone
And you can come along the street
Part of these releases
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- Track 4 on Mad for Sadness
- 3 New Birds
- 5 Here We Go
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- Track 2 on Singles By Arab Strap
- 1 Soaps
- 3 Forest Hill
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- Track 2 on (Afternoon) Soaps
- 1 (Afternoon) Soaps
- 3 Forest Hills
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