Artist: Arctic Monkeys Album: N/A (2005) Title: Temptation Greets You Like Your Naughty Friend
Lyrics Temptation Greets You Like Your Naughty FriendI don't ever want to hate you so don't show me your bed The only roads are cul de sacs, the first thing that she said
Temptation greets you like your naughty mate The one that used to get you in bother But one you could never bring yourself to hate
And she said, we've got that spark That only lights the fuse Helps you see in the dark But it's a sight you'll lose
When the temptation greets you like your naughty friend I don't ever want to hate you so don't show me your bed The only roads are cul de sacs, the only ends are dead
Temptation greets you like your naughty mate The one that made you steal and set things on fire But one you haven't seen of late
And I said that kind of talk Only adds intrigue To the cauldron of thought It's already exceeding Temptation, the very thing that held her back
I don't ever want to hate you so don't show me your bed The only roads are cul de sacs, the only ends are dead
I don't ever want to hate you, it's not part of the plan So keep your charm where I can't see it and your hands where I can
[DIZZEE RASCAL] Yeah it's rascal, let's get dirty stankin' We used to be tight, me and my naughty friends Caused pure madness in the ends I mean day and night We robbed, we stole, we loved to fight Smoking, drinking, joy riding Drugs, thugs, not law abiding Reckless monsters, no direction No sign of correction But then I switched it off, changed my ways What the hell, like all my days But not my naughty friends, they're not phased Can't believe that this music pays See no reason why we can't do All the things we've always done Still in my heart I know that's just wrong But it's hard to fight the temptation son
The panic will fall down around you If you don't do what I say
I don't ever want to hate you so don't show me your bed The only roads are cul de sacs, the only ends are dead
I don't ever want to hate you, it's not part of the plan So keep your charm where I can't see it and your hands where I can |