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The Wrong Hands
by Jens Lekman
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I still wear these worn out jeans
I have to wear long-johns underneath
Down by the harbor there's a cool cool breeze
I've never wondered if oceans can freeze
Strings on my fathers old guitar
The position of the northern star
The clock-like beat of the budgies heart
Tick-tick-tick now they know where you are
I try the light from the Xerox-machine
The gentle beat of a tambourine
And it's like I can't stand
To see you with another man
I just don't wanna see good love
Fall into the wrong hands
Behind the craze there's a pretty sunset
Water shines like tiny bells
I feel the warmth in the cigarette
But everything else
And it's like I can't stand
To see you with another man
I just don't wanna see good love
Fall into the wrong hands
I try the light from the Xerox-machine
The gentle beat of a tambourine
And it's like I can't stand
To see you ruin our plans
I just don't wanna see good love
Fall into the wrong hands
Fall into the wrong hands
I still wear these worn out jeans
I have to wear long-johns underneath
Down by the harbor there's a cool cool breeze
I've never wondered if oceans can freeze
Strings on my fathers old guitar
The position of the northern star
The clock-like beat of the budgies heart
Tick-tick-tick now they know where you are
I try the light from the Xerox-machine
The gentle beat of a tambourine
And it's like I can't stand
To see you with another man
I just don't wanna see good love
Fall into the wrong hands
Behind the craze there's a pretty sunset
Water shines like tiny bells
I feel the warmth in the cigarette
But everything else
And it's like I can't stand
To see you with another man
I just don't wanna see good love
Fall into the wrong hands
I try the light from the Xerox-machine
The gentle beat of a tambourine
And it's like I can't stand
To see you ruin our plans
I just don't wanna see good love
Fall into the wrong hands
Fall into the wrong hands
