August nights nothing to do
Need to get out of this old house
We grab the keys and make our move
Walking down Fourth Avenue
Late summer heat
These filthy streets
They hold a special place to you
She turns to me and softly speaks
I don't see any reason
Why I wouldn't want to be with you
Woah
So predictable
Woah
Set me up and knock me down
Woah
Double negative
Woah
Lost my way got turned around
Hanging out in darkened halls
I watch the door so insecure
I feel this closing in of walls
I know it's not rational
Trying to find some sign of life
There are no first times left at all
Woah
So predictable
Woah
Set me up and knock me down
Woah
Double negative
Woah
Lost my way got turned around
Don't be so negative now
Don't be so negative now
Woah
So predictable
Woah
Set me up and knock me down
Woah
Double negative
Woah
Lost my way got turned around
Heelers - Double Negative Lyrics
Heelers - Double Negative Lyrics
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August nights nothing to do
Need to get out of this old house
We grab the keys and make our move
Walking down Fourth Avenue
Late summer heat
These filthy streets
They hold a special place to you
She turns to me and softly speaks
I don't see any reason
Why I wouldn't want to be with you
Woah
So predictable
Woah
Set me up and knock me down
Woah
Double negative
Woah
Lost my way got turned around
Hanging out in darkened halls
I watch the door so insecure
I feel this closing in of walls
I know it's not rational
Trying to find some sign of life
There are no first times left at all
Woah
So predictable
Woah
Set me up and knock me down
Woah
Double negative
Woah
Lost my way got turned around
Don't be so negative now
Don't be so negative now
Woah
So predictable
Woah
Set me up and knock me down
Woah
Double negative
Woah
Lost my way got turned around
Need to get out of this old house
We grab the keys and make our move
Walking down Fourth Avenue
Late summer heat
These filthy streets
They hold a special place to you
She turns to me and softly speaks
I don't see any reason
Why I wouldn't want to be with you
Woah
So predictable
Woah
Set me up and knock me down
Woah
Double negative
Woah
Lost my way got turned around
Hanging out in darkened halls
I watch the door so insecure
I feel this closing in of walls
I know it's not rational
Trying to find some sign of life
There are no first times left at all
Woah
So predictable
Woah
Set me up and knock me down
Woah
Double negative
Woah
Lost my way got turned around
Don't be so negative now
Don't be so negative now
Woah
So predictable
Woah
Set me up and knock me down
Woah
Double negative
Woah
Lost my way got turned around
Writer: Tyrus Watson
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