The Evening's Young lyrics
by Yello
The evening's youngThe night beganBetween the bottles in a mirrorI'm smiling at myselfLook in my eyes and start to countThe bottles on the shelfBottles on the shelfEvening's youngThe night beganBarman brings another beerCould ask myselfWhy am I hereBetween the bottles in a mirrorSmiling at myselfLook in my eyes and start to countThe bottles on the shelfI know I could at any timeGet up the chair and leave this placeI know I could at any timeGet up the chair and leave this placeI wait for me and my decisionBetween the bottles that's my faceTV shows a football gameI leave the place but all the sameIf someone asked me "Hey guy youWhere do you go, what do you do?"I wouldn't know what I could say
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