Today's lyric:
"All the stuff they tell you about in the movies -
but this isn't chocolate boxes and roses.
It's dirtier than that.
Like some small animal that only comes out at night.
And I see flashes, of the shape of your breasts, and the curve of your belly.
And I have to sit down, and catch my breath."
Pulp: "F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A.L.L.E.D. L.O.V.E."
From the album: "Different Class"
Drinking and Driving (but clearly not simultaneously)
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