Arab Strap - Where We've Left Our Love Lyrics

On the English Riviera with the penguins and the waders
In a chip shop on the front with the tacky seaside traders
In a flooded cottage kitchen by the fire that you built
In a B & B in Peebles, underneath a hired kilt

In Barnardo's, Cancer Research, in Shelton and Oxfam
In a quiet pub in Skipton, on a rusty Blackpool tram
The Pleasure Beach and Coral Island
At the end of the North Pier

On the moors with the wild ponies
And the sheep shit and the deer
In a corner of the Sub Club
On the Art School's old dance floor

In the hall and in the bath
Just outside the downstairs door
On a hillside in the Trossachs
On the busy NY streets
In a hotel by a park, it's written in the sheets

In the sand at Ilfracombe, halfway up the A82
The tallest cinema in Europe, standing sighing in the queue
The all-night garages of Glasgow
The freezing streets of Aberdeen
In every corner, every room and every bed we've ever been
That's where we've left our love