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Sixteen years old, looking for a hideaway |
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I'm a set designer, my Mum and Dad |
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thinking I'm gay |
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I'm a lazy bugger, but I like my sport |
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Like girls and music, I'm happy, happy sort |
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(of a guy) |
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But there's one thing I'm lacking |
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it's sexual experience |
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So I ask you, my sweetheart |
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save me from this wilderness |
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I've dreamed, honey, of a night like this |
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Where I come from, love is |
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just a hole in the wall |
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And the steel mills ring out and generations |
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heed the call |
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And the rain never stops and the skies are grey |
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And the chance of romance |
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slim as a bright sunny day |
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This is partly the reason |
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I'm so overwhelmed and shy |
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Because your beauty, by contrast |
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is gonna make a young man cry |
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I've dreamed, honey, of a night like this |
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I've schemed, honey, of a night like this |
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You don't know what it means to a boy from |
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a suburban home |
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To be left with a woman like you |
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completely alone |
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I've dreamed, honey, of a night like this |
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Nice place you've got here, babe |
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never seen a house like this |
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Pool like an ocean, bed like a football pitch |
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All the guys at the boozer, won't believe my luck |
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But it couldn't have happened to a nicer bloke |
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(than me) |
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So here we are, the record's |
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gotten stuck in the groove |
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My knees are trembling, c'mon baby, make a move |
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I've dreamed, honey, of a night like this |
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I've schemed, honey, of a night like this |
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I've dreamed, I've schemed, honey |
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of a night like this |
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I've dreamed, honey, of a night like this |
