Kitchen
THE COURTEENERS · Mapping The Rendezvous 2016 · Track 02 of 11
Written by Liam Fray
When the clouds form heavy over me then I'm gonna remember That dance that you did in the angel outfit in December Clear the tables and fill the fridge The tambourines, make the call and dispatch Clear the tables, the world abridge For the limousines, go on, put the door on the latch
Too much love in this, too much love in this Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed Too much love in this, too much love in this Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed
When the nights not finished and you're looking for someone to kick on with Well just take my hand 'cause I know a little face you can love with Clear the tables and fill the fridge The tambourines, make the call and dispatch Clear the tables, the world abridge For the limousines, go on, put the door on the latch
Too much love in this, too much love in this Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed Too much love in this, too much love in this Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed
Your loving is a death, the sun casts a mad man's silhouette Realization's hard to swallow, we're not going to work tomorrow
There's too much love in this, too much love in this Too much love in this kitchen Too much love in this, too much love in this Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed