Fountains of Wayne - Places lyrics
[Fountains of Wayne - Places lyrics]
Watching faces float around the motel lobby
Like fishes they're all blowing air
We know it must mean something
But we just stare
We stood on Primrose Hill like statues
We were so good walked along the locks
And into Camden tried on silver shoes
And orange plastic jackets
Places we move in and out of
Fast as hail stones make jokes
Hey, isn't that the word for our tombstones
So that everyone will know
When they're out one afternoon
And they stop to read the stones
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