KATE NASH: 3 AM

Girl Talk is the third album of KATE NASH. A rock work that is dominated distorted guitars and retro cut and She looks like a Pin Up. This is 3 AM her second single. Hope You Like

LYRICS

How did it get to 3 am?
I wish that I could call
But I know that you’re probably asleep
Do I really have to get used
To being alone again?
I wish that you were here
You must know that you are my best friend
Do we really have to dream?
I’m perfectly happy
Here in reality, I’m wide awake

I think about the things
That I will do tomorrow and I'm trapped
'Cause it's dark outside and everybody else is fast asleep
My hand is glued to the remote
The TV has already said ‘Goodnight'
I’m frozen in my sleep
I want to move but I’m afraid
I'll suffer with anxiety
And I don’t want to be alone!
You see, I want to be with

Yoooooooooooooouuuuuuuuu
You ooooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Youooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
You oooh ooh ooooh
Yeah baby

You are the one I think of
All the night
And all the night it feels so right
I miss your arms
The way you kiss me
The way you pull me in so tight
(It makes me sick, the way we'd fight)
But I want you so bad tonight
Yeah, baby
You are the one I think of
All the night
And all the night it feels so right
I miss your arms
The way you kiss me
The way you pull me in so tight
It makes me sick, the way we’d fight
But I want you so bad tonight

I want to change my (?)
My desires change my room
Passion is tricky, love is tender
Love is sweet
it hurts, it's you and me
And in my fatal jump
Just cut off my electricity
And now I’m really stumped
I’ll make forever take forever
Leave the house...(?)
And if you cry, you’re taken out
There won’t be room for mistakes here
I’m afraid this is all or nothing
And I haven’t got a hope
At least I thought I had a friend
Turns out I was just a joke
I’m holding onto what I’ve got
I’m tryna get just what I want
And I’ll pick the pieces up tomorrow
Cut the pill and take my chances with a half
(Cut the pill and take my chances with a half)
Yeah baby

You are the one I think of
All the night
And all the night it feels so right
I miss your arms
The way you kiss me
The way you pull me in so tight
It makes me sick, the way we'd fight
But I want you so bad tonight
Yeah baby
You are the one I think of
All the night
And all the night it feels so right
I miss your arms
The way you kiss me
The way you pull me in so tight
It makes me sick, the way we'd fight
But I want you so bad tonight
If only

You
You ooooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
You
Ooooh ooh
You
You ooooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
You oooh ooh
You ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooooooooooh

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KATE NASH: FOUNDATIONS.

Today we want to remember a hit from a several summers. She is KATE NASH and FOUNDATIONS, one of my favourite songs from this british singer-songwriter. It is included in her debut album "Made of bricks" (2007). Hope you like.

LYRICS

Thursday night, everything's fine, except you've got that look in your eye

when I'm tellin' a story and you find it boring,

you're thinking of something to say.

You'll go along with it then drop it and humiliate me in front of our friends.

Then I'll use that voice that you find annoyin' and say something like

"yeah, intelligent input, darlin', why don't you just have another beer then?"

Then you'll call me a bitch

and everyone we're with will be embarrassed,

and I wont give a shit.

My fingertips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation,

and I know that I should let go,

but I can't.

And every time we fight I know it's not right,

every time that you're upset and I smile.

I know I should forget, but I can't.

You said I must eat so many lemons

'cause I am so bitter.

I said

"I'd rather be with your friends mate 'cause they are much fitter."

Yes, it was childish and you got aggressive,

and I must admit that I was a bit scared,

but it gives me thrills to wind you up.

My fingertips are holding on to the cracks in our foundation,

and I know that I should let go,

but I can't.

And every time we fight I know it's not right,

every time that you're upset and I smile.

I know I should forget, but I can't.

Your face is pasty 'cause you've gone and got so wasted, what a surprise.

Don't want to look at your face 'cause it's makin' me sick.

You've gone and got sick on my trainers,

I only got these yesterday.

Oh, my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this.

Well, I'll leave you there 'till the mornin',

and I purposely wont turn the heating on

and dear God, I hope I'm not stuck with this one.

My fingertips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation,

and I know that I should let go,

but I can't.

And every time we fight I know it's not right,

every time that you're upset and I smile.

I know I should forget, but I can't.

And every time we fight I know it's not right,

every time that you're upset and I smile.

I know I should forget, but I can't.

x2

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