Biography:
Nerina Pallot (pronounced pal-oh in the French style) (b. 1975) is a London-based recording artist.
Pallot was born in London, but spent most of her childhood on the island of Jersey. Her mother is from India, whilst her father is native born from Jersey. Early in life, she spent some time living in India, but spent most of her early school years in Jersey. From there she won a scholarship to Wellington College, a famous military public school in England.
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Other songs:
- Everybodys Gone To War
- 57 Flavours The Height Of Bad Behaviour
- All Bets Are Off
- All Good People
- Blood Is Blood
- Bloom
- Butterfly
- Cigarette
- Cold Room
- Come Back To Bed
- Coming Home
- Daily Bread
- Damascus
- Eleven
- Everyones Gone To War
- Everythings Illuminated
- For You I Would
- Geek Love
- Get To Feel
- God
- God Of Small Things
- Grace
- Halfway Home
- Happy
- Hard Time Believing
- Heart Attack
- How Do We Cope
- Human
- I Dont Want To Go Out
- Idaho
- If I Had A Girl
- If I Know You
- If I Lost You Now
- Is This A Low
- It Starts
- Jump
- Learning To Breathe
- Lot Like Heaven
- Love Is An Unmade Bed
- Million To One
- Mr King
- My Last Tango
- Never Had A Single Original Thought
- New Year
- Patience
- Put Your Hands Up
- Rainbow
- Real Late Starter
- Rousseau
- Skeletons
- Someday Soon
- Sophia
- Stay Lucky
- The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter
- The Hold Tight
- The Right Side
- Turn Me On Again
- Two Figures In The Snow
- Vena Cava
- Watch Out Billie
- Yes December
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Love is an unmade bed – Nerina Pallot
G
Good times and bad times, the love that we shared
A
Now you sleep on the sofa and I don’t care.
Am D G
Time was I’d reach for your hand and you’d always be there.
So what can we do but divide up our books
and our records and field all our friend’s funny looks?
You take the tv, and I’ll take a bed or a chair
Gm Eb
I found an old photo from when we first met,
F Bb
When I still wore your clothes and we’d just stay in bed
Gm Eb Am D
On Saturdays, Sundays and Mondays I’d skip work for you instead
Em A Am D G
Oh love is a rock not a straightjacket, love is an unmade bed x2
You and me, babe, we’re a vaudeville show,
All jazz hands and kisses nobody would know
We’re dying inside but always the life and the soul...
Like brother and sister, none closer than we
When you say you’re too tired I’m secretly relieved
But I try to see you again, to see you like the first time
And sometimes I glimpse us before we were us
Before we had bills and before we had stuff
Before we bought suitable wine for our meals
And bought records instead
Oh love is a rock not a straightjacket, love is an unmade bed x2
Do do do do do..... x2
mmmmm mmm mmm mmmmm......x2
I’ll see you again in a year maybe two
At a wedding or birthday and you’ll have moved on
And just for a moment I’ll choke
And the moment is gone
Just for a second I’ll question it,
All nostalgic and trying to hide it,
Then I’ll snuff out this thought
And the moment, the issue decided
G
Good times and bad times, the love that we shared
A
Now you sleep on the sofa and I don’t care.
Am D G
Time was I’d reach for your hand and you’d always be there.
So what can we do but divide up our books
and our records and field all our friend’s funny looks?
You take the tv, and I’ll take a bed or a chair
Gm Eb
I found an old photo from when we first met,
F Bb
When I still wore your clothes and we’d just stay in bed
Gm Eb Am D
On Saturdays, Sundays and Mondays I’d skip work for you instead
Em A Am D G
Oh love is a rock not a straightjacket, love is an unmade bed x2
You and me, babe, we’re a vaudeville show,
All jazz hands and kisses nobody would know
We’re dying inside but always the life and the soul...
Like brother and sister, none closer than we
When you say you’re too tired I’m secretly relieved
But I try to see you again, to see you like the first time
And sometimes I glimpse us before we were us
Before we had bills and before we had stuff
Before we bought suitable wine for our meals
And bought records instead
Oh love is a rock not a straightjacket, love is an unmade bed x2
Do do do do do..... x2
mmmmm mmm mmm mmmmm......x2
I’ll see you again in a year maybe two
At a wedding or birthday and you’ll have moved on
And just for a moment I’ll choke
And the moment is gone
Just for a second I’ll question it,
All nostalgic and trying to hide it,
Then I’ll snuff out this thought
And the moment, the issue decided
Netinho
Netta Barzilai
Neuken In De Keu (...)
Neulore
Neutral Milk Hot (...)