Paroles: Futureheads. The Futureheads. Man Ray.

It gives me man ray, it's what we like
It gives me weston
Touch each other in black and white

Where did your hands go
When you thought I was your life?
I could see his hands
They were touching you all night

And where did your hands go
When you thought I was your life?
I could see his hands
They were touching you all night
Touching you all night, night, night

Touch yourself, touch yourself
Touch each other in black and white
Touch yourself, touch yourself
Touch each other in black and white

Touch yourself, touch yourself
Touch each other in black and white
Touch yourself, touch yourself
Touch each other in black and white

Give me manray, it's what we like
Give me weston
Touch each other in black and white

Touch yourself touch yourself
Touch each other in black and white
Touch yourself, touch yourself
Touch each other in black and white
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