(+) 505 - Arctic Monkeys
I'm going back to 505
If its a 7 hour
Flight or a 45 minute drive
In my imagination
You're waiting lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs
Stop and wait a sec
Oh when you look at me
Like that my darling
What did you expect
I probably still adore you
With you hand around my neck
Or I did last time I checked
Not shy of a spark
A knife twists at the thought
That I should fall short of the mark
Frightened by the bite though
Its no harsher than the bark
Middle of adventure
Such a perfect place to start
I'm going back to 505
If its a 7 hour
Flight or a 45 minute drive
In my imagination
You're waiting lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs
But I crumble completely when you cry
It seems like once again
You've had to greet me with goodbye
Im always just about
To go and spoil a suprise
Take my hands off
Of your eyes too soon
I'm going back to 505
If its a 7 hour
Flight or a 45 minute drive
In my imagination
You're waiting lying on your side
With your hands between
Your thighs and a smile