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Cheap cut satin and bad perfume |
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Showtime is almost here |
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Tears stop by your strength |
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Caught you laughing up your sleeve |
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Sniggering in your beer |
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Seen the bottom of a lot of glasses |
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But he's never seen love so near |
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He'd seen love get so expensive |
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But he'd never seen love so dear |
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Now I know that you're all king horse |
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Between tenderness and brute force |
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Now I know that you're all king horse |
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Between tenderness and brute force |
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She can turn a pot of sixpence |
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In the mouth and trouser set |
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Hit the till, ring the bill, never spill a sip |
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And still she knows the kind of tip |
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She is going to get |
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A lot of loose exchanges |
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Precious little respect |
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But if someone else is weakened |
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That's the best that you can expect |
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Now I know that you're all king horse |
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Between tenderness and brute force |
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Now I know that you're all king horse |
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Between tenderness and brute force |
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So fine knit a fabric |
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So fine a fabrication |
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From comic books to tragic |
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To the art of conversation |
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Meanwhile back in some secluded spot |
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He says, "Will you please" and she says, "Stop" |
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If I ever lose this good thing that |
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I gotI never want to hear the song you dedicated tonight |
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You see I knew that song so long before we met |
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That it means much more than it might |
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Now I know that you're all king horse |
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Between tenderness and brute force |
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Now I know that you're all king horse |
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Between tenderness and brute force |
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Now I know that you're all king horse |
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Between tenderness and brute force |
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Now I know that you're all king horse |
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Between tenderness and brute force |
