Lost Weekend Lyrics by Lloyd Cole

Lost Weekend Lyrics

    It took a lost weekend in a hotel in amsterdam
    And double pneumonia in a single room
    And the sickest joke was the price of the medicine
    Are you laughing at me now may i please laugh along with you
    This morning i woke up from a deep unquiet sleep
    With ashtray clothes and miss lonelyheart`s pen
    With which i wrote for you a lovesong in tatoo
    Upon my palm `twas stolen from me when jesus took my hand
    You see i i wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it
    Drop me and i`ll fall to pieces too easily
    I was a king bee with a head full of attitude
    Wore my heart on my sleeve like a stained
    My aim was to taboo you
    Could we meet in the marketplace
    Did i ever hey please did you wound my knees
    You see i i wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it
    Drop me and i`ll fall to pieces
    Yes it`s too easy and there's nobody else to blame
    Will i hang my head in a crying shame
    There is nobody else to blame nobody else except my sweet self
    Again it took a lost weekend in a hotel in amsterdam
    Twenty four gone years to conclude in tears
    That the sickest joke was the price of the medicine
    Are you laughing at me now
    May i please laugh along
    I was a king bee with a head full of attitude
    And ashtray heart on my sleeve wounded knees
    And my one love song was a tatoo upon my palm
    You wrote upon me when you took my hand
    You see i i wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it
    Drop me and i`ll fall to pieces too easily

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