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What chance did I stand? How could I resist? |
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Your American arms and your French kiss |
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From New York to London, London to New York |
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With this broken heart so British |
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Ooh ooh yeah yeah |
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As broken as the Manhattan skyline |
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Ooh ooh yeah yeah |
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As broken as the fragments of my mind |
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My mind my mind |
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New York to London...yeah |
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Now our love is lying like some troubled land |
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Now you are my Ireland, and I'm your 'Nam |
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From New York to London, London to New York |
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With this broken heart so British |
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Ooh ooh yeah yeah |
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As broken as the Manhattan skyline |
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Ooh ooh yeah yeah |
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As broken as the fragments of my mind |
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My mind my mind |
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I should cry more tears for Israel |
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Instead of dwelling in my own hell |
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And my love and my world's plight |
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They're still giving me sleepless nights |
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What chance did I stand? How could I resist? |
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Now this broken this broken this broken heart... |
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So British |
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Ooh ooh yeah yeah |
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As broken as the Manhattan skyline |
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Ooh ooh yeah yeah |
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As broken as the fragments of my mind |
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(Repeat chorus; ad lib to fade) |
