Karaoké Indian Summer Stereophonics

Every time that I see her a lightning bolt fills the room

The underbelly of Paris she sings her favorite tune

She'll drink you under the table she'll show you a trick or two

But every time that I left her

I missed the things she would do

She was the one for me she opened my eyes to see

She was the one for me well alright

It was a cold September before the indian summer

That's the thing I remember then she gave me her number

Went from station to station on a train 'cross the nation

And the rain of November that's the time that we ended

She was the one for me well alright

Vodka with coca cola cocaine tucked in her shoes

Cigarettes over coffee her halo slipped to a noose

Take a slow boat to China you fly a rag 'round the moon

She could take it or leave it

I knew it had to end soon

She was the one for me she opened my eyes to see

She was the one for me well alright

It was a cold September before the indian summer

That's the thing I remember then she gave me her number

Went from station to station on a train 'cross the nation

And the rain of November that's the time that we ended

She was the one for me she opened my eyes to see

She was the one for me well alright

Alright alright alright yeah