Interpol - Number 10 lyrics
[Interpol - Number 10 lyrics]
It’s in the basement for ya, na’mean?
Won’t seek replacements, my ballerina
There’s many faces in my gallery
Ella i don’t know what week it’s under
Ella it gets old, it gets old
Ella teletext or you can call me
Gallivanting heart
I don’t know what week it’s under
Your secret’s safe here, it’ll never leave
It’s in the basement for ya
Ella i don’t know what week it’s under
Ella go and talk to Steve about it
Gallivanting heart
I don’t know what week it’s under ella
It gets old, it gets old
Don’t need replacement
Your secret’s safe here