“Ask” by The Smiths

Spending warm Summer days indoors
Writing frightening verse
To a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg

ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME
ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME

Because if it’s not Love
Then it’s the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb
That will bring us together

SO… ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME
ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME

SO… ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME
ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME
Oh, la…

CPE

I'm routinely overestimated.

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