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BEATLESEX - Odds Are
Title: Odds Are
Artist: BEATLESEX    +1097 songs
Genre: Alternative : Brit Pop
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Odds Are
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Copyright 2013 ~ BEATLESEX
Awakenings
Sat Feb 16, 2013
Alternative : Brit Pop
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» highest in charts:   # 32   (188,998 songs currently listed in Alternative)
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Odds Are




Odds are, there's a certain kind of danger in you
Odds are, there's a hidden kind of stranger in you
Odds are, we won't go far
But I guess you know by now, what our odds are

Time was, when you spoke my name and I felt happy
Time was, when a night's sleep wasn't just a nap
See, Time was, lovely time was, now the clock
Goes 'round in circles mocking what time was

Odds are you haven't heard a word
I guess a little bird told me you
Were not far, but odds are
Nothing that you say is what you do
And the odds are I won't get that far with you

Seems to, seems to be that there is friction with us
Seems to, seems to be uncertainty defines us
Seems to, be the real truth
And the realization nothing's what it seems to

Yeah you, made me feel like I'm alive a while
Yeah you, bit me like you was a crocodile
Yeah you, don't I know you,
Who has fed this mystery that's the answer
Yeah you

Odds are you haven't heard a word
I guess a little bird told me you
Were not far, but odds are
Nothing that you say is what you do
And the odds are I won't get that far with you

Weren't you the one
I miss all the fun
Back when you were young
And everybody had some
Wishing on a star
I know who you are
You are not what you appear
I know how even odds are

Sweet dreams, may you have them always, see you in my
Sweet dreams, where reality won't have to touch us
Sweet dreams, yes and moonbeams
Till the dawn's upon me, wakes from my sweet dream

Odds are, there's a limit to our light fandango
Odds are, I could haul it in a Winnebago
Odds are, it's a sports car
We won't be tripping the light fantastic
Odds are

Odds are you haven't heard a word
I guess a little bird told me you
Were not far, but odds are
Nothing that you say is what you do
And the odds are I won't get that far with you




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