Temptation Greets You Like Your Naughty Friend
Arctic Monkeys
Note: recommended playing with bar chords [Chorus: Alex Turner] I don’t ever want to hate you So don’t show me your bed The only roads are cul-de-sacs The first thing that she said [Verse 1: Alex Turner] Temptation greets you like your naughty mate The one that used to get you in bother But one you could never bring yourself to hate And she said we’ve got that spark But only lights a fuse helps you see in the dark But it’s a sight you’ll lose when The temptation greets you like your naughty friend [Chorus: Alex Turner] I don’t ever want to hate you So don’t show me your bed The only roads are cul-de-sacs The only ends are dead [Verse 2: Alex Turner] Temptation greets you like your naughty mate The one that made you steal and set things on fire The one you haven’t seen of late And I said that kind of talk Only adds intrigue to the cauldron of thought It’s already exceeding Temptation the very thing that held her back [Chorus: Alex Turner] I don’t ever want to hate you So don’t show me your bed The only roads are cul-de-sacs The only ends are dead I don’t ever want to hate you It’s not part of the plan So keep your charm where I can’t see it And your hands where I can [Verse 3: Dizzee Rascal] Yo it’s Rasc’ gettin’ dirtee stankin’ yeah We used to be in tight me and my naughty friends Caused pure madness in the end I mean day and night We robbed we stole we loved to fight Smoking drinking drag riding Drugs thugs not law-abiding Reckless youngsters no direction no sign of correction But then I switched it off changed my ways Run the area like "Oh my days" But a lot of my naughty friends they’re not phased Can’t believe that this music pays See no reason why we can’t do All the things that we’ve always done Still in my heart I know that’s just one But it’s hard to fight the temptation son [Pre-Chorus: Alex Turner] The panic will fall down around you If you don’t do what I say [Chorus: Alex Turner] I don’t ever want to hate you So don’t show me your bed The only roads are cul-de-sacs The only ends are dead I don’t ever want to hate you It’s not part of the plan So keep your charm where I can’t see it And your hands where I can