paroles de chanson Girls/Fast Cars - The Wombats
We
don′t
care
for
romance
Romance
or
shooting
stars
They
were
last
found
together
In
18th
century
memoirs
We
don't
care
for
lovers
If
loving′s
all
that
they've
got
There
must
be
other
hobbies
If
they
want
to
keep
the
plot
I'm
a
man
of
simple
tastes
No
whiskey
or
caviar
And
what
I
feel
is
what
I
say
I′m
not
trying
to
be
smart
I
like
girls,
girls
and
fast
cars
You
too
will
feel
this
shallow
When
one
melts
your
little
heart
We
don′t
care
for
New
Year
New
Year
or
fireworks
If
all
they
represent
Is
how
to
go
from
bad
to
worse
Let's
not
feel
disheartened
There′s
no
need
to
change
the
locks
We'll
stick
to
what
we
know
And
what
we
know
is
not
a
lot
I′m
a
man
of
simple
tastes
No
chewing
on
fat
cigars
And
what
I
feel
is
what
I
say
I'm
not
trying
to
be
smart
I
like
girls,
girls
and
fast
cars
It′s
cheap
and
it's
pathetic
But
you
can't
hate
me
just
because
I
like
girls,
girls
and
fast
cars
You
too
will
feel
this
shallow
When
one
melts
your
little
heart
I′m
a
man
of
simple
tastes
No
whiskey
or
caviar
And
what
I
feel
is
what
I
say
But
don′t
over
think
this
next
part
I
like
girls,
girls
and
fast
cars
It's
cheap
and
it′s
pathetic
But
you
can't
hate
me
just
because
I
like
girls,
girls
and
fast
cars
You
too
will
feel
this
shallow
When
one
melts
your
little
heart
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