Songtext zu 'Local Long Distance Relationship (LA2NY)' von Saint Motel

Trying to get back
Back to the place that we were
Pure and dangerous
Always just us versus the world
When we dated
Never a care on our minds
Broke in place and
Never the time to make the time

I had the damnedest day
You don't hear what I say
Your head's up in the clouds
I'm sitting next to you
In the exact same room
We're right here in LA

It's like you're in New York
LA to New York
LA to New York
It feels so far-ah-ah-ah-ar
LA to New York
LA to New York
Are we that apar-ar-ar-ar-art?

Whether we can, keys to the cubicle
Gold, tees, and sweat pants
They guarantee to keep it cold
Feel the the distance, miles apart
In our beds they persist and
Gotta get out, inside our heads

I had the damnedest day
You don't hear what I say
Your head's up in the clouds
I'm sitting next to you
In the exact same room
We're right here in LA

It's like you're in New York
LA to New York
LA to New York
It feels so far-ah-ah-ah-ar
LA to New York
LA to New York
Are we that apar-ar-ar-ar-art?

I know its hard to say just what this is
A local long distance relationship
I know its hard to say just what this is
A local long distance relationship

Come back, to me
Come back, to me
Come back, to me
Come back, to me
Baby come back, to me
Come back, to me
Come ba a ack

It's like you're in New York
LA to New York
LA to New York
It feels so far-ah-ah-ah-ar
It's like you're in New York
LA to New York
LA to New York
It feels so far-ah-ah-ah-ar