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• Artiste: Summer Camp
• Titre: Last American Virgin
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Another Sunday in the cafe He leans over to me Pushing forward in his chair He whispers privately "They don't know where we go When the lights turn low You and me, we're the same We know we all have to go." He writes his name in the soap on the countertop I grip my chair with white knuckles Wishing that he would stop Don't you dare try and compare I'm nothing like you You're bringing me down (you're bringing me down) (you're bringing me down) You're bringing me down You're bringing me down (you're bringing me down) (you're bringing me down) You're bringing me down At a bus stop in the rain he slithers over to me Pulling at his greasy hair I know he thinks I'll agree "They don't see what we see When we close our eyes You and me, we're the same I know we both fantasize" He pulls his jacket closer to him as he winks at the night Out of sight I'd rather walk 'cause something just isn't right Don't you dare try and compare I'm nothing like you You're bringing me down (you're bringing me down) (you're bringing me down) You're bringing me down You're bringing me down (you're bringing me down) (you're bringing me down) You're bringing me down You're bringing me down You're bringing me down You're bringing me down You're bringing me down