*donation in the category 'sing me a song'* if 'gimme some lyrics' counts as such...
"Matinee" by Franz Ferdinand
You take your white finger Slide the nail under the top and bottom buttons of my blazer Relax the fraying wool, slacken ties and I'm not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes, find the eyes!
So find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files you must follow, leave this academic factory You'll find me in the matinee The dark of the matinee It's better in the matinee The dark of the matinee is mine Yes it's mine
I time every journey to bump into you, accidentally I charm you and tell you of the boys I hate all the girls I hate all the words I hate all the clothes I hate how I'll never be anything I hate You smile, mention something that you like and how you'd have a happy life, if you did the things you like
So find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files you must follow, leave this academic factory You'll find me in the matinee The dark of the matinee It's better in the matinee The dark of the matinee is mine Yes it's mine
So I'm on BBC2 now, telling Terry Wogan how I made it and what I made is unclear now, but his deference is and his laughter is My words and smile are so easy now Yes, It's easy now Yes, It's easy now
So find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files you must follow, leave this academic factory You'll find me in the matinee The dark of the matinee It's better in the matinee The dark of the matinee is mine Yes it's mine
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"Matinee" by Franz Ferdinand
You take your white finger
Slide the nail under the top and bottom buttons of
my blazer
Relax the fraying wool, slacken ties and I'm
not to look at you in the shoe,
but the eyes, find the eyes!
So find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files you must follow, leave this academic factory
You'll find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee is mine
Yes it's mine
I time every journey to bump into you, accidentally
I charm you and tell you
of the boys I hate
all the girls I hate
all the words I hate
all the clothes I hate
how I'll never be anything I hate
You smile, mention something that you like
and how you'd have a happy life, if you did the things you like
So find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files you must follow, leave this academic factory
You'll find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee is mine
Yes it's mine
So I'm on BBC2 now, telling Terry Wogan how I made it and
what I made is unclear now, but his deference is and his laughter is
My words and smile are so easy now
Yes, It's easy now
Yes, It's easy now
So find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files you must follow, leave this academic factory
You'll find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee is mine
Yes it's mine