| Close your eyes and go to sleep
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| From the howling howling over these streets
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| People stare 'cause you’re so mad
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| That wild wild spark that innocent laugh
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| But baby that’s this town
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| It won’t happen next time
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| Yeah baby that’s this town
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| Lovers on love downs
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| It’s this town to be blamed
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| At the top of the block there’s a church
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| At the top of the tower there’s the clock
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| And it rings and it sighs
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| 'cause there’s no time for all these lies
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| But baby that’s this town
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| It won’t happen next time
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| Yeah baby that’s this town
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| Lovers on love downs
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| It’s this town to be blamed
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| Baby take a walk round to my house
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| Throw off these tired eyes and tears and these frowns
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| Take that lane so narrow and deep and walk those regrets that fill your sleep
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| You say your sleep is naked and your dreams are clothed
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| But what about your footsteps
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| Who sees them go
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| Who lets you know about these things
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| Who’s gonna say the things we think
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| So take your keys and pack your bags
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| But leave your books and leave your maps
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| 'cause baby that’s this town
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| It won’t happen next time
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| Yeah baby that’s this town
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| It won’t happen next time
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| Yeah baby that’s this town
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| It won’t happen next time
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| Sure baby that’s this town
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| Lovers on love downs
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| It’s this town to be blamed
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| It’s this town to be blamed
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| Work work work
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| Rain rain rain
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| Home home home
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| Again again again
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| Work work work
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| Rain rain rain
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| Home home home
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| Again again again |