It’s a basement with loud and heavy sound
A crowded bar, cigarette smoke all around
We like places where our lungs can drown
We ask for drinks one, after one, after one
The nights are immense in this basement, together alone
I like dancing to the music in and out of tone
I found you there, waiting for no one, in a happy dressing gown
And I recognize you from so many nights out in town
Louise has blue eyes and long black hair
She dances, moving like leaves on air
Louise has blue eyes and long black hair
She dances, moving like leaves on air
Louise has blue eyes and long black hair
She dances, moving like leaves on air
Now I go there, not just for the sound
Empty weeks are filled by the night that’s coming round
It’s a teenage feeling that I sense
Hours can be eased by that thought, so intense
I picture your little tooth and shiny eyes
I recognize your expression when insecurity rises
You are a stunning butterfly as your wings arises
Can’t ask to be mine but need you to bright up my life
Louise has blue eyes and long black hair
She dances, moving like leaves on air
Louise has blue eyes and long black hair
She dances, moving like leaves on air
Louise has blue eyes and long black hair
She dances, moving like leaves on air
Louise, I can never ask you to come my way
Louise, I can never ask you to stay
Louise, I can never ask you to come my way
Louise, I can never ask you to stay
Low Division