Album : The Libertines
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The ideal girl, in London from France
Came over then left me, she left me entranced
Now I have to get by once again on my own
Nothing but memories

So I remember your eyes, that unique shade of brown
While these blue eyes of mine, they stay closed
I kissed you goodbye on the M-109
I choked as I watched the bus go, oh, oh

Choking and smoking to your angelic soul
Choking and smoking myself into a hole
Where the only way out is to sleep and to dream
And to cry out your name
The ideal girl, in London from France   Came over then left me, she left me entranced   Now I have to get by once again on my own   Nothing but memories      So I remember your eyes, that unique shade of brown   While these blue eyes of mine, they stay closed   I kissed you goodbye on the M-109   I choked as I watched the bus go, oh, oh      Choking and smoking to your angelic soul   Choking and smoking myself into a hole   Where the only way out is to sleep and to dream   And to cry out your name