Temptation greets you like your naughty friend
Arctic Monkeys
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I don't ever want to hate you
So don't show me your bed
The only roads are cul-de-sacs
The first thing that she said
Temptation greets you like your naughty mate
The one that used to get you in bother
But one you could never bring yourself to hate
And she said we've got that spark
But only lights a fuse, helps you see in the dark
But it's a sight you'll lose when
The temptation greets you like your naughty friend
I don't ever want to hate you
So don't show me your bed
The only roads are cul-de-sacs
The only ends are dead