1.Oh My Love
2.Weekend Warriors
3.Herculean Bellboy
The trees
On the hillside where we once lay
Are all dead and gone
But there's still the song that we used to sing
And now
There's a loose cat on your windowsill
And she's looking pale, oh, she's looking thin
She'd love to come inside
Oh, she'd love to be inside
One false move
There's someone else beside her
One false move
You're a paper tiger
She swallows every move you make
With a shock of fur and electric purr,
She rubs against your leg
Her lips
They are chapped and they are trembling
With a desperate need, so simple to read
She's love them to be read
Oh, she'd love them to be read
One false move
There's someone else beside her
One false move
You're a paper tiger
You're a paper tiger
You're a paper tiger
Now you've got the moves
We embrace you
In case you did not notice a thing
There are more of us than there are of you
You better talk the line like I told you to
The trees
On the hillside where we once lay
Are all dead and gone
But there's still the song that we used to sing
And now
There's a loose cat on your windowsill
And she's looking pale, oh, she's looking thin
She'd love to come inside
Oh, she'd love to be inside
One false move
There's someone else beside her
One false move
4.Lose Control
5.In This Atmosphere
6.One False Move
7.Ella
Your eyes were brown and they were bold
And the earth was warm
Getting warmer still
We made our way across the old schoolyard
Then we settled in at the jungle gym and played a game of truth
or dare
Now there's a song in my heart
Now there's a song in my heart
My heart...
You dropped your guard and I began to see
Figure eights of infinite space
Then we drew on one another's backs
With our fingertips and then our lips
Oh how we moaned the dawn
Now there's so many questions
But you're the queen of deflection
Ellaellaellaella
Oooohhh
Oooohhh
Ellaellaellaellaahhh
laallaalaalaa
8.Life Through One Speaker
9.More Than I Can Say
10.Young ＆ Sexy
We're not gonna grace the cover of Elle
It's the thoughts in our minds that make us
Sexy as hell-Oh come on
In the spring time of our lonely life
I must try to open my eyes
Whisper in disguise
Cause we've got lots of petty fears
Like 'What am I doing here？' and 'Where will I be tomorrow？'
We're young and sexy
In our summer breeze
We're young and sexy
Young and sexy
In the twilight
There is death on our little heads
When I try to forge ahead
I find my feet won't tread
We're soft in our heads
We're soft in our dreams
We're lost in our ways and we're lost in our jeans (genes？) Oh
come on
Young and sexy
We're young and sexy
In our summer breeze
What a glorious breeze
What a glorious breeze
We're young and sexy
In our summer breeze
We're young and sexy
We're young and sexy
We're young and sexy
We're young and sexy
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