Stereophonics

Indian Summer

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Every time that I see her
A lightening bolt fills the room
The underbelly of Paris
She sings her favourite tune

She'd drink you under the table
She'd show you a trick or two
And every time that I left her
I missed the things she would do

She was the one for me
She opened my eyes to see
She was the one for me, well alright

It was a cold September
Before the Indian summer
That's the thing I remember
When she gave me her number
Went from station to station
On a train cross the nation
Then the rain of November
That's the time that we end it

She was the one for me, well alright

Vodka with Coca-Cola
Cocaine tucked in her shoes
Cigarettes over coffee
Her halo slipped to a noose
Take a slow boat to China
Fly ya right round the moon
She could take it or leave it
I knew it had to end soon

She was the one for me
She opened my eyes to see
She was the one for me, well alright

It was a cold September
Before the Indian summer
That's the thing I remember
When she gave me her number
Went from station to station
On a train cross the nation
Then the rain of November
That's the time that we end it

She was the one for me
She opened my eyes to see
She was the one for me, well alright
Alright, alright, alright, yeah

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