This is one of those songs. It just grabs you at first listen and then throttles you into submission, until you find yourself stuck with it on repeat whilst you lie on the bed for a whole weekend, surrounded by t-shirts and posters from their gigs.
It's all simple enough - just guitar and that wonderful, angelic voice. A very tender song about unrequited love, shoe shops, and Johnny Cash not quite being as important as Elvis. It's wonderful. And there's very little more to say than that.
Not sure about the lying on the bed bit but this is a great song and their finest moment (to date)
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