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Fountains Of Wayne Traffic And Weather

sweet disorder never served me as well As a tape recorder and a worn-out Dell Time to reorder, man I feel like hell I wonder what's on TV And now it

the call And she's searching around the dial For a song that'll make her smile And she's turning out to be Immune to gravity And I don't know the degree

, pours a glass of wine Curls up with a book about organized crime When it?s late and it?s hot (When it?s late and it?s hot) And a date with the Late

This Better Be Good By Fountains of Wayne I saw you holding hands With some guy wearing light blue Dockers pants And I thought that I might just give

Seatbacks and traytables up Stow your newspapers and cups We're about to touch down Midwestern town through the haze Customs a massive expanse And I'm

you wait Put in the new shocks and the anti-light brakes One touch ignition for a convenience sake And when I'm through it's gonna look and run better

path straight and narrow On every crooked road we travel down And I'm checking out the road signs Highway hotels And their air-conditioned cable-ready cold padded cells And

we belong together Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Oooh we belong together Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather

you wait Put in the new shocks and the anti-light brakes One touch ignition for a convenience sake And when I'm through it's gonna look and run better