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Latte - Graham Coxon
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Latte Graham Coxon

Latte - Graham Coxon
Stretched into a form that would hurt your eyes to see
She made coffee latte and smiled at me
But then again she smiled at everybody
When I leave that place I'm always speeding, so much coffee in my brain a-bleeding
A quickened step and a stomach reeling
From thoughts of her lips I wish mine were feeling
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