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Baby come home, |
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I miss the sound of the door |
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Your step on the stairs, not there to wake me no more |
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And every day's like |
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Christmas |
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Day without you |
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It's cold and there's nothing to do |
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And it's mighty quiet here now that you're gone |
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I've been behaving myself for too long ' |
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Cause I don't like sleeping |
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Or watching |
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TV on my own |
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So please come on home |
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Baby, what's keeping you all this time |
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You're wasting your days out there in the sunshine |
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And who can |
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I turn to if you believe still |
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That England don't love you and she never will |
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For it's mighty quiet here now that you're gone |
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And I've been behaving myself for too long ' |
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Cause I don't like drinking |
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Or painting the town on my own |
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So please come on home |
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Baby come on home |
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Please For it's mighty quiet here now that you're gone |
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And I've been behaving myself for too long ' |
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Cause I don't like sleeping |
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Or watching |
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TV on my own |
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So please come on home |
