Hot Chip Playboy Lyrics

Playboy Lyrics

April, the cruelest month

I reckon this much could be a contender

There's only so much sorrow a man can take

I can't change my face, don't you remember



You know when I was on the road

That me and you was on the rocks, so low

Should never have got talkin' all that jive

Now there's only one way for me to stay alive



Drivin' in my Peugeot, hey

20 inch rims with the chrome now, hey

Blazin' out yo La Tengo, hey

Drivin' 'round poppin' with the top down, hey



Drivin' in my Peugeot, hey

20 inch rims with the chrome now, hey

Blazin' out yo La Tengo, hey

Drivin' 'round poppin' with the top down, hey



So long to contentedness

I reckon next time I'll march in favor

So long I've felt a blessedness

No more is this a taste I want to savor



I know how I dig you on

You can know only see, so far

But never was there more to say

Less, to do, before, turn away



Drivin' in my Peugeot, hey

20 inch rims with the chrome now, hey

Blazin' out yo La Tengo, hey

Drivin' 'round poppin' with the top down, hey