Frightened Rabbit Last Tango In Brooklyn
I took off my clothes
She took off hers too
With no fanfares and no hallelujahs
Throughout the night I would grind away the truth
That there's nothing sadder than sad, sad sex
And the bad, bad news is that I gave in
To the ugly hand that first led me away from you
Oh the fun stuff is not so fun without you
Well I drink until I fill my brim
But there's nothing fills me up the same
As the tiny word broadcast across the sea
And should I go out to dance tonight?
Well my two left feet need your two right
Oh we'll spin around in circles endlessly
Oh the fun stuff is not so fun without you
Well the city is born bright blue today
I whistle through the sunlit streets
But my empty hand fell cold from under you
I'm quite alright, I'll get by just fine
I'm not depressed, not most of the time
Just the fun stuff is much less fun without you
Oh the fun stuff is much less fun without you
