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(Wilko Johnson) |
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I saw you out the other night |
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I saw somebody hold you tight |
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Roxette, I wonder who it could be |
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It was so dark I couldn't see |
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But I know it wasn't me |
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When I tell you it ain't right |
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I know you've got to agree |
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I followed you into a show |
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The band was playing rock'n'roll |
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Roxette, I didn't need to seek you out |
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The music played so loud |
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That I could hear you through the crowd |
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You was telling everyone |
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About a new guy you'd found |
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Roxette I gotta go away |
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And leave you for a couple of days |
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Roxette, I don't want no more of your tricks |
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I'm gonna get some concrete mix |
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And fill your back door up with bricks |
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And you better be there waiting |
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When I get my business fixed |
