Sunshine on Leith Page #3
It's over and done with
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Come here, you.
It's all right.
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- It's over and done with...
- I cannae breathe!
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Francine, what are you doing?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Don't let her do that to you.
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- Come on.
- What, you serious?
Well, it's better
than the bottom bunk.
The tequila helping?
No, not really.
OK.
I used to come up here a lot.
- How many girls is that, then?
- No, I mean it clears your head.
All right, so it's not
some weird pick-up technique.
What, midnight hill climbing?
- No.
- No.
Well, you're here.
Must be the accent.
Sucker for a bit of the brogue.
Och aye? What accent's that, then?
Yeah, it's how I ended
up in Edinburgh.
Met a guy who could roll his Rs,
followed him north.
- What, you came all this way for love?
- I'd like to think so.
It didn't last, though.
Nearly put me off Scottish men for good.
How?
Well, if you asked him
what he felt about us,
then he literally
couldn't string two words together.
But if you drove through
somewhere like Glen Coe,
then he was singing folk songs
and crying like a baby.
Aye, that's fair enough.
I can understand why that would
ruin our reputation for you.
Yeah. I used to think it was
something in the water up here.
- Or the beer.
- It's not the beer.
No, it starts way before
Yeah?
It's somewhere in between
puberty and the pub.
When the inspiration
is above our station
Thoughts are melancholy
and we let them pass
We tend to view this nation
through the condensation
On a dirty glass
If misty eyes can witness
Love and affection
Love and affection
Why does the heart still resist?
What the hell is wrong with you?
I've got eyes of misty blue
All the things I want to do
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