Space Invaders - Arctic Monkeys

Space invaders flying home
Yeah, they're going to hit the sack
And they are probably going to die getting high
Cause they're mixing crazy with the crack
And she's kissing all the boys
She's to clever to be slack
But she's bound to go away for a day
In July, so she won't be coming back

Baby, baby, baby
The good old days to tax
Baby, baby, baby
Now won't you dry your pretty eyes
Baby, baby, baby
Your good old days to tax
Come on!

It's my big bell bottom cords
And imagine with a hat
And you're a rule breaker, baby
Can't you see me standing?
Only you went ahead and sat

And she's kissing all the boys
She's to clever to be slack
But she's bound to go away for a day
In July, so she won't be coming back

Baby, baby, baby
The good old days to tax
Baby, baby, baby
Won't you dry your pretty eyes
Baby, baby, baby
Your good old days to tax
Come on!

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