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There's fifty-two stations on the northern line |
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None of them is yours, one of them is mine |
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Most days, you'll find her in a heat haze |
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Looking through the sweet maze |
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That she calls her mind |
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In sorrow, not in anger |
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You forget the best |
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You remember how she was looking and then |
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There's a few good reasons why you're not with me |
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On a night like this, they're so hard to see |
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Baby, you left me in a whirlpool |
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Right out from a girls' school |
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What else could I see? |
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In sorrow not in anger |
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You forget the best |
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You remember how she was looking and then |
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You forget the rest |
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There's no use pretending we're apart |
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Everywhere I go, you're in my heart |
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One night, I hit her in the car park |
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Left her in the car park and I just went away |
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Most nights, I wish I'd never met her |
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I wish I could forget her |
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I'm better off that way |
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In sorrow, not in anger |
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Remembering it all |
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It's just the way I'm feeling |
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Like a mirror on a wall |
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Like a mirror on a wall |
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Like a mirror on a wall |
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Like a mirror on a wall |
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Like a mirror on a wall |
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Like a mirror on a wall |
