In Letra

With me, me, me, me...

Spoilt kid, 14-hour state-side trip, with the yanks falling at your feet
They love the way you speak, internationally, intentionally cute
Spin some records and shine out like Spacemen 3
Get high-rise fever, get high up there and look down on me

I kind of understand the fashion thing your picking -
It's soft, elegant, statuesque like Malkmus strumming
I mean whatever you need to do, you know...
I'm still inclined to think of you as slightly pretentious

I'd like to bless your new attitude - its ruthless, edgy and makes me horny
But then so does speciality soaps and German coffee
Polish up the French for the cinema dates
I'll get you an 'I love New York' mug from the marketplace

I know I left you reeling
I know I left you thinking
I know I left you turning
Around and around and around

Just like a record baby
Like a record baby right round right round right round

Am I allowed?
Am I allowed?
In in in in in in in...

Well its good we are so busy these days
I hope you don't want to re-write Penny Lane
Like every English boy with half a brain
Because I think I'd prefer it if you stayed the same

I had a plan we could see Raphael at the National
Stare at the moon-faced painted eggshells
Have a conversation about something
And drink to see what the night might bring

But you know, I'm here, you're there
Its like that and its late October
I'd like to thank personally all the people that got me here
My manager, my friends, family and of course the overseer

I would ghost write for you
For years and years until your voice rang true
You could walk the streets at night and I would
Do all I could to make sure you were all right

I know I left you reeling
I know I left you thinking
I know I left you turning
Around and around and around

Just like a record baby
Like a record baby right round right round right round

Am I allowed?
Am I allowed?
In in in in in in in in in in in in in I nin in in in in in in in in in in n in in in in in in in in I nin in in in?