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Lyrics for Sheffield: Sex City by Pulp:
| | | Artist: | Pulp |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Sheffield: Sex City | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 80 | | | | Lyrics: | Intake Manor Park The Wicker Norton Freshville Hackenthorpe Shalesmoor Wombwell
Catcliffe
Brincliffe Attercliffe Ecclesall Woodhouse Wybourn
[At this point, Candida starts
talking...]
Pitsmoor Badger Wincobank Crookes Walkley Broomhill Oh!
[Candida, quoting from
some book]
'I was only about eleven when this happened. We were living in a big block of
flats
with a central courtyard. All the bedroom windows opened onto this court, and sometimes
in
the middle of the night, in that building it sounded like a mass orgy. I may have
only
been eleven, but no-one had to tell me what all that moaning and yelling was about.
I'd
lie there mesmerised, listening to the first couple. Invariably, they'd wake up
other
couples, and like some kind of chain reaction, within minutes the whole building
was
fucking. I mean, have you ever heard other people fucking, and really enjoying it? It's
a
marvellous sound. Not like in the movies, but when it's real. It's such a happy,
exciting
sound.'
The city is a woman
Bigger than any other
Oh, sophisticated
lady
Yeah, I wanna be your lover (not your brother, not your mother, yeah)
The sun rose from
behind the gasometers at six-thirty a.m.
Crept through the gap in your curtains
And caressed
your bare feet poking from beneath the floral sheets.
I watched it flaking bits of varnish from
your nails
Trying to work it's way up under the sheets.
Jesus! Even the sun's on heat today;
the whole city getting stiff in the building heat.
I just want to make contact with you
Oh
that's all I wanna do
I just want to make contact with you
Oh that's all I wanna do
Ow
Now I'm trying hard to meet her but the fares went up at seven
She is somewhere in the
city somewhere watching television-acap | | | |  Reddit | X / Twitter | Facebook | Copy link |
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