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[ti:Labelled With Love]
[ar:Squeeze]
[al:East Side Story]
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[00:00.000]Labelled With Love - Squeeze
[00:10.026]She unscrews the top of a new whiskey bottle
[00:15.165]Shuffles about in her candle lit hovel
[00:20.015]Like some kind of witch with blue fingers in mittens
[00:25.045]She smells like the cat and the neighbours she sickens
[00:30.415]The black and white t v has long seen a picture
[00:35.205]The cross on the wall is a permanent fixture
[00:40.235]The postman delivers the final reminders
[00:45.215]She sells off her silver and poodles in china
[00:54.524]Drinks to remember I me and myself
[00:59.314]And winds up the clock
[01:01.764]And knocks dust from the shelf
[01:04.764]Home is a love that I miss very much
[01:09.444]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love
[01:19.054]During the war time an american pilot
[01:24.204]Made every air raid a time of excitement
[01:29.084]She moved to his prairie and married the texan
[01:34.264]She learnt from a distance a how love was lesson
[01:39.954]He became drinker and she became mother
[01:44.724]She knew that one day shed be one or the other
[01:49.894]He ate himself older drunk himself dizzy
[01:55.314]Proud of her features she kept herself pretty
[02:04.344]Drinks to remember I me and myself
[02:09.254]And winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf
[02:14.654]Home is a love that I miss very much
[02:19.244]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love
[02:28.833]He like a cowboy died drunk in his slumber
[02:33.723]Out on the porch in the middle of summer
[02:38.693]She crossed the ocean back home to her family
[02:44.253]But they had retired to roads that were sandy
[02:49.053]She moved home alone without friends or relations
[02:54.143]Lived in a world full of age reservation
[02:59.393]On moth eaten armchairs shed say that shed sod all
[03:04.633]The friends who had left her to drink from the bottle
[03:13.763]Drinks to remember I me and myself
[03:18.713]And winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf
[03:23.873]Home is a love that I miss very much
[03:28.833]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love
[03:34.433]Drinks to remember I me and myself
[03:39.573]And winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf
[03:44.403]Home is a love that I miss very much
[03:49.433]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love
[03:54.803]The past has been bottled and labelled with love
[03:59.993]The past has been bottled and labelled with love