[MP3] Milky Wimpshake lag dagsin - Didn't we?

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"This hangover was the definition of purgatory..." Jį hver kannast ekki viš sjįlfan sig ķ textum Milky Wimpshake?

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Eftir žvķ sem ég kemst nęst žį eru nśverandi mešimir Milky Wimpshake forsprakkinn Peter Dale įsamt Christine į bassa og Chris Lanigan į trommum. Bandiš spilar vķst afar sjaldan opinberlega, og hefur ekki komiš sér upp Myspace sķšu.

Hér er hinsvegar ljómandi fķn heimasķša tileinkuš bandinu: http://www.microsofa.net/mw/.

Hérna er svo umręša um bandiš į Anorak spjallvefnum:
http://www.anorakforum.com/viewtopic.php?f=6&t=723.

Og hérna er stórkostlegt lag sem heitir "Didn't we?":

[MP3] Milky Wimpshake - Didn't we?

This hangover was the definition of purgatory
Lying in bed, I was stuck between drunk and disorderly
It was too painful to open my eyes
Eventually I did and to my suprise
snoring like a pig, you were sleeping by my side

It was two months since I had broken up with you
Reaching for the phone I told my boss I had the flu
You woke up as I put the phone down
rubbed your eyes and looked around
"What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck?!"
was all I could say to you

I thought I had broken up with you, didn't I?

Waking up first had been an early warning
cos you were never at your best in the morning
You didn't scream so I was amazed
Memories lost in a drunken haze
The most important question:
Who made the first move?

I thought I had broken up with you, didn't I?

"I thought I had broken up with you, didn't I?"
"No, you're far too cowardly, you just run and hide"
"Oh well, since you're here anyway,
why don't you just stay all day?
I could make us breakfast late this afternoon."

I found I was making up with you, wasn't I?

Making up, breaking up
Making up, making out..


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Milky wimpshake, Žetta er gešveikt! takk takk fyrir mig.

Einar (IP-tala skrįš) 6.11.2008 kl. 23:09

2 Smįmynd: Magnśs Axelsson

Verši žér aš góšu og žakka žér fyrir aš hlusta

Magnśs Axelsson, 13.11.2008 kl. 21:24

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