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Ordinary to Enschede Lyrics
You promised that one day you'd be my wife
You said you wanted to be the rest of my life
But you put me on a train to Fit Central
I went off my Swede and you went up with yours
Well, look out girl, cause this is my itinerary
Remember me, remember my itinerary
Barge to Waregem, ordinary to Enschede
Hydrofoil to Malmö and the last bus to your heart
I gave you bread when you were out of bread
You gave me hell when I was playing dead
Why him though, him the harbinger of nothing
Upside down cakes, Brecht and Catcher In The Rye
I'll, catch your eye, if you should want to look for me
I want you at the end of my itinerary
Barge to Waregem, ordinary to Enschede
Hydrofoil to Malmö and the last bus to your heart
Barge to Waregem, ordinary to Enschede
Hydrofoil to Malmö and the last bus to your heart
I see you smiling in the morning mist
You're so exclusive, you don't exist
But you can't hide the fact
that we used to play naked twister.
I'll dig the hole to pay for your obituary
I send a wreath and then the rest of me
Barge to Waregem, ordinary to Enschede
Hydrofoil to Malmö and the last bus to your heart
Barge to Waregem, ordinary to Enschede
Hydrofoil to heaven and the last bus to your heart.
You said you wanted to be the rest of my life
But you put me on a train to Fit Central
I went off my Swede and you went up with yours
Well, look out girl, cause this is my itinerary
Remember me, remember my itinerary
Hydrofoil to Malmö and the last bus to your heart
You gave me hell when I was playing dead
Why him though, him the harbinger of nothing
Upside down cakes, Brecht and Catcher In The Rye
I'll, catch your eye, if you should want to look for me
I want you at the end of my itinerary
Hydrofoil to Malmö and the last bus to your heart
Hydrofoil to Malmö and the last bus to your heart
You're so exclusive, you don't exist
But you can't hide the fact
that we used to play naked twister.
I send a wreath and then the rest of me
Hydrofoil to Malmö and the last bus to your heart
Hydrofoil to heaven and the last bus to your heart.
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Submitted by
lee_pvfc On Sep 08, 2006
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This was one of Dots's (RIP) favourite songs. Fitting that the chorus should end up in the newspaper commemorating his anniversary. (Hope Nigel doesn't sue!)