Dedicate song lyrics Crying Lightning by Arctic Monkeys

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Outside the cafe by the cracker factory,
You were practicing a magic trick,
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed,
On the last of your pic and mix.
Said your mistaken if you're thinking
that I have been caught cold before
As you bit into your strawberry lace,
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper,
is all you have left and it was going to waste.

Your past-times, consisted of the strange,
And twisted and deranged,
And I love that little game you had called:
"Crying Lightning"
And how you like to aggravate
the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons.

The next time that I caught my own reflection,
It was on it's way to meet you,
Thinking of excuses to postpone.
You never looked like yourself from the side,
But your profile could not hide,
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne.
With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war.
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw.

And your past-times, consisted of the strange,
And twisted and deranged,
And I hate that little game you had called:
"Crying Lightning"
And how you like to aggravate
the icky man on rainy afternoons.

Uninviting,
but not half as impossible as everyone assumes,
You are crying lightning.

Your past-times, consisted of the strange,
And twisted and deranged,
And I hate that little game you had called:
..."Crying Lightning"...
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Your past-times, consisted of the strange,
And twisted and deranged,
And I hate that little game you had called...
Crying...

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