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A Certain Someone Video (MV)




Performed By: The Sundays
Length: 4:25
Written by: DAVID GAVURIN, HARRIET WHEELER




The Sundays - A Certain Someone Lyrics




Live your life, have your say
Read your stars, day by day
If I could have anything in the world for free
I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me
Oh, live your life, go your way
And I said oh no
Live your life, stake your claim
Wash your clothes, change your name
Ooh, and I said oh, no, no
If I could have anything in the world for free
I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me

Ooh, ah, you're too twisted by half, but that's far enough
So live your life, build a home
And fill it full of flowers and a bottle of old cologne
Yeah, if I could have anything in the world for free
I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me
Except perhaps a certain someone
Except perhaps a certain someone
Except perhaps a certain someone
Just to be shown another way out

You're too twisted by half, but that's far enough
Oh, I'd be careful living in a block of flats
And I never take the lift to the top
No I never take the lift to the top
Ah, you're too twisted by half
But that's far enough
Take a swim round, take a look down
I'll never believe what we've found
We figured it out, we figured it out
We lived in a house, in a cold room
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Live your life, have your say
Read your stars, day by day
If I could have anything in the world for free
I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me
Oh, live your life, go your way
And I said oh no
Live your life, stake your claim
Wash your clothes, change your name
Ooh, and I said oh, no, no
If I could have anything in the world for free
I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me

Ooh, ah, you're too twisted by half, but that's far enough
So live your life, build a home
And fill it full of flowers and a bottle of old cologne
Yeah, if I could have anything in the world for free
I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me
Except perhaps a certain someone
Except perhaps a certain someone
Except perhaps a certain someone
Just to be shown another way out

You're too twisted by half, but that's far enough
Oh, I'd be careful living in a block of flats
And I never take the lift to the top
No I never take the lift to the top
Ah, you're too twisted by half
But that's far enough
Take a swim round, take a look down
I'll never believe what we've found
We figured it out, we figured it out
We lived in a house, in a cold room
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Writer: DAVID GAVURIN, HARRIET WHEELER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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