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Hot Chip - Playboy
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April, the cruelest month 
I reckon this much could be a contender 
There's only so much sorrow a man can take 
I can't change my face, Don't you remember 

You know when I was on the road 
That me and you was on the rocks, so low 
Should never have got talkin' all that jive 
Now theres only one way for me to stay alive 

Drivin' in my Peugeot hey-ay, yay-ay 
20 inch rims with the chrome now hey-ay, yay-ay 
Blazin' out Yo La Tengo hey-ay, yay-ay 
Drivin' round poppin' with the top down hey-ay, yay-ay 

Drivin' in my Peugeot hey-ay, yay-ay 
20 inch rims with the chrome now hey-ay, yay-ay 
Blazin' out Yo La Tengo hey-ay, yay-ay 
Drivin' round poppin' with the top down hey-ay, yay-ay 

So long to contentedness 
I reckon next time I'll march in favor 
So long I've felt a blessedness 
No more is this a taste I want to savor 

I know how I dig you on 
You can now only see, so far 
But never was there more to say 
Less, to do, before, I turn it away 

Drivin' in my Peugeot hey-ay, yay-ay 
20 inch rims with the chrome now hey-ay, yay-ay 
Blazin' out Yo La Tengo hey-ay, yay-ay 
Drivin' round poppin' with the top down hey-ay, yay-ay