505 (Live)
Arctic Monkeys"505 (Live)" is a song by Arctic Monkeys, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:17 long and contains 25 lines and 210 words.
Lyrics
0:12I'm going back to 505
0:16If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
0:24In my imagination you're waiting, lyin' on your side
0:30With your hands between your thighs
0:41Stop and wait a sec
0:48Oh, when you look at me like that, my darling
0:49What did you expect?
0:53I probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
0:58Or I did last time I checked
1:09Not shy of a spark
1:12The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark
1:18Frightened by the bite though it's no harsher than the bark
1:25Middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start
1:35I'm going back to 505
1:38If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
1:46In my imagination you're waitin', lyin' on your side
1:53With your hands between your thighs
2:30But I crumble completely when you cry
2:34It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye
2:41I'm always just about to go and spoil a surprise
2:48Take my hands off of your eyes too soon
2:58I'm going back to 505
3:02If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
3:09In my imagination you're waitin', lyin' on your side
3:17With your hands between your thighs and a smile
I'm going back to 505 If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive In my imagination you're waiting, lyin' on your side With your hands between your thighs Stop and wait a sec Oh, when you look at me like that, my darling What did you expect? I probably still adore you with your hands around my neck Or I did last time I checked Not shy of a spark The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark Frightened by the bite though it's no harsher than the bark Middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start I'm going back to 505 If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive In my imagination you're waitin', lyin' on your side With your hands between your thighs But I crumble completely when you cry It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye I'm always just about to go and spoil a surprise Take my hands off of your eyes too soon I'm going back to 505 If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive In my imagination you're waitin', lyin' on your side With your hands between your thighs and a smile
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