
Eugene (Apple Music At Home With Session) Arlo Parks
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[Verse 1]
I had a dream, we kissed
And it was all amethyst
The underpart of your eyes was violet
You hung a cigarette between your purple lips
[Pre-Chorus]
We've been best buds since thirteen
I hold your head back when you're too lean
I hold the Taco Bell and you cried over Eugene
He was mean
He was mean
[Chorus]
But, hey, I know I've been a little bit off and that's my mistake
I kind of fell half in love and you're to blame
I guess I just forgot that we've been mates since day
Yeah, I don't know what to say
Hey, I know I've been a little bit off and that's my mistake
I kind of fell half in love and you're to blame
I guess I just forgot that we've been mates since day
Yeah, I don't know what to say
[Verse 2]
Seein' you with him burns
I feel it deep in my throat
You put your hands in his shirt
You play him records I showed you
Read him Sylvia Plath
I thought that that was our thing
You know I like you like that
I hate that son of a...
I had a dream, we kissed
And it was all amethyst
The underpart of your eyes was violet
You hung a cigarette between your purple lips
[Pre-Chorus]
We've been best buds since thirteen
I hold your head back when you're too lean
I hold the Taco Bell and you cried over Eugene
He was mean
He was mean
[Chorus]
But, hey, I know I've been a little bit off and that's my mistake
I kind of fell half in love and you're to blame
I guess I just forgot that we've been mates since day
Yeah, I don't know what to say
Hey, I know I've been a little bit off and that's my mistake
I kind of fell half in love and you're to blame
I guess I just forgot that we've been mates since day
Yeah, I don't know what to say
[Verse 2]
Seein' you with him burns
I feel it deep in my throat
You put your hands in his shirt
You play him records I showed you
Read him Sylvia Plath
I thought that that was our thing
You know I like you like that
I hate that son of a...
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