The Criticals - 1952 Lyrics

If you really wanna talk about it
I know you do
Cause we don't have the patience to sleep
Did you really have to ask about it
Request the truth
'Cause that's not where my strength seems to be

We'll be dancing to Sinatra in my room
Dressed up like it's 1952
I don't care what you say
Nobody sings that way

I really want to decorate this cocoon I'm in
To keep myself from trying again
I can see you need to think about it
Sustain your wind
And try to make some time for your friends

While I'm still dancing to Sinatra in my room
Dressed up like it's 1952
I don't care what you say
Nobody sings that way
Pour another glass or maybe two
We got another side to listen to
I don't care what you say

You know that I could stand to wait a lifetime
This is just a phase to unwind
All I want is wanting what is mine
All mine
All mine

We'll be dancing to Sinatra in my room
Dressed up like it's 1952
Dancing to Sinatra in my room
Dressed up like it's 1952