Living in Colour lyrics

We meet inside, I know it's late.

It's almost dawn and we just ate.

We catch The Beatles, our favourite show.

Plastic candles and Indigo.

We kiss in limos, your hand on mine.

Forgot to pay - don't care this time.

I smell of smoke, you smell of lime,

Tequila dreams and neon signs.

For just one night, you feel so young.

I stole your shades, you chewed my gum.

You hear that noise? It's all for you.

You try to get there but what's the use?

It's over.

We all know we're getting older

Uh, uh why you talking like that?

Not like we'll never get it back.

We're living in colour

We all know we're getting older.

Uh, uh why you talking like that?

Not like we'll never get it back.

We're living in colour.

Never used and underpaid.

Spending money everyday.

My leather boots, your leather belt.

We know it's bad and hearts can melt.

Disco divas and pirate ships.

All your dreams are poker chips.

So jump on in, don't need a plan.

We start to spin - can hardly stand.

It's over.

We all know we're getting older

Uh, uh why you talking like that?

Not like we'll never get it back.

We're living in colour

We all know we're getting older.

Uh, uh why you talking like that?

Not like we'll never get it back.

We're living in colour.

"A dolly girl, probably young.

This is how she feels. She does what she likes.

She's free, she doesn't care about convention. She's just free,

she dresses what she likes and has a wonderful time".

"Describe a 'dolly girl'".

"How can you describe a 'dolly girl'? Probably young..."

"Where do 'dolly girls' go in London and which clubs?"

"Oh, the clubs? I suppose the Scotch and Dolly's, heh, Dolly's.

And-em, I think Birdland is a new one,

which I've been to once or twice, it's quite swinging.

Eh, otherwise there aren't really that many 'with it' clubs in London,

but the one's that are".

It's over.

(Uh, uh why you talking like that...?)

We all know we're getting older

Uh, uh why you talking like that?

Not like we'll never get it back.

We're living in colour.

(Uh, uh why you talking like that...?)

We all know we're getting older.

Uh, uh why you talking like that?

Not like we'll never get it back.

We're living in colour.

Why you, why you talking?

Why you, why you talking?

Why you, why you talking?

Why you, why you talking like that?

"Are great. You know you just go there

and drink, talk, relax, do what you like... no-one cares"