Hot Chip - Playboy lyrics

April, the cruellest month
I reckon this March could be a contender
There's only so much sorrow a man can take
I can't change my face, don't you remember

You know when I was on the road
That me and you was on the rocks, so low
Should never have got talking all that jive
Now there's only one way for me to stay alive

Driving in my Peugeot hey ay, yay ay
20-inch rims with the chrome now hey ay
Yay ay
Blazing out Yo La Tengo hey ay, yay ay
Driving round Putney with the
Top down hey ay, yay ay

Driving in my Peugeot hey ay, yay ay
20-inch rims with the chrome now hey ay
Yay ay
Blazing out Yo La Tengo hey ay, yay ay
Driving round Putney with the
Top down hey ay, yay ay

So long to contentedness
I reckon next time I'll march in favour
So long I've felt a blessedness
No more is this a taste I want to savour

I know how I dig you on
You can know only see, so far
But never was there more to say
Less, to do, before, turn away

Driving in my Peugeot hey ay, yay ay
20-inch rims with the chrome now hey ay
Yay ay
Blazing out Yo La Tengo hey ay, yay ay
Driving round Putney with the
Top down hey ay, yay ay

Driving in my Peugeot hey ay, yay ay
20-inch rims with the chrome now hey ay
Yay ay
Blazing out Yo La Tengo hey ay, yay ay
Driving round Putney with the
Top down hey ay, yay ay