Teksty: Friendly Fires. Photobooth.

You and me in the photobooth
waiting for the flash, close the curtain urgently.
You and me like young lovers do
Timing for the kiss and close enough to hear you breathe.
You and me in the photobooth
Waiting for the flash, style with a cup of tea.
You and me in the photobooth
giving it the notch, posing like we're this year's models.

You take a lot
and call me up.
You shout
I suppose you're right
I tell a lie.
We make.

You wanna shake it right down.
You wanna leave me somehow,
a black-and-white negative.
You wanna shake it right.
you wanna shake it right down.
You wanna leave me somehow,
a black-and-white megative.
You wanna shake it right.

You and me in the photobooth.
You and me like young lovers do.
You and me in the photobooth.
(Waiting for the flash, style with a cup of tea.)
You and me in the photobooth
giving it the notch, posing like we're this year's models.
You take alot
and call me up.
And shout
I suppose you're right
I tell a lie.
We make

You wanna shake it right down.
You wanna leave me somehow,
a black-and-white negative.
You wanna shake it right.
you wanna shake it right down.
You wanna leave me somehow,
a black-and-white negative.
So you wanna shake it right.

You and me in the photobooth.
You and me in the photobooth.

(Thanks to Friendly Fires for these lyrics)