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Coyne |
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Ha, it's a lonely little bedroom or it could be a club |
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Where the lights are low, where you've got the stuff |
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Well there's a man in a coat and his hair slick back |
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Well he bites his finger nails, he's laying back |
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Chorus: He needs a woman, woman, woman |
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A woman, woman, woman |
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He needs a woman, woman, woman |
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Yes he wants it just, he needs it, he wants it just, he needs it, he wants it just, he needs it at home |
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I've got one on my own. |
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Ah well there's a spiky blonde, showing her legs |
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He's got to crawl down, he's got to beg |
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Well she leers at him, she says "Come on" |
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But he's got to pay for being alone |
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Chorus |
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Well it's dark in the streets, the pavements are slime |
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He don't know about the day, he can't find the time |
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Well he's searching in windows, in alleyways too |
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He bows his head, he can't face the truth |
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Chorus |
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Ah so what do you do? You just go to bed |
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Stare at the wallpaper, the light over your head |
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Just a single bulb, just a single light |
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Oh what day is it? That's perpetual night |
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Chorus |
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How you're feeling (x2) |
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I know how you're feeling |
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How is it going? |
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Don't you cry |
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Never cry no more (x2) |
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Never see you cry no more |
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It's a sad sad song |
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Of the woman, woman, woman |
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You need a woman, woman, woman (x6) |
