| I thought I saw you in the Battleship
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| but it was only a look alike
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| She was nothing but a vision trick,
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| Under the warning light.
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| She was close,
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| close enough to be your ghost,
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| But my chances turned to toast
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| When I asked her if I could call her your name.
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| I thought I saw you in the rusty hook,
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| Huddled up in a wicker chair
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| I wandered over for a closer look
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| And kissed who ever was sitting there.
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| She was close,
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| And she held me very tightly
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| Till I asked awfully politely,
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| please can I call you her name?
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| And I elongated my lift home,
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| yeah I let him go the long way round
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| I smelt your scent in the seat belt
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| And kept my short cuts to myself.
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| I thought I saw you in the parrot’s beak
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| Messing with the smoke alarm
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| It was too loud for me to hear her speak
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| And she had a broken arm.
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| It was close, so close that
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| the walls were wet
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| And she wrote it out in letraset,
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| no, you can’t call me her name!
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| Tell me wehere’s your hiding place,
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| I’m worried I’ll forget your face.
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| And I’ve asked everyone
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| And I’m beggining to think
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| I imagined you all along.
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| I elongated my lift home.
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| Yeah I let him go the long way round
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| I smelt your scent on the seat belt,
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| And kept my short cuts to myself.
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| I saw your sister in the cornerstone
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| on the phone to the middle man
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| When I saw that she was on her own
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| I thought she might understand
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| She was close,
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| well you couldn’t get much closer,
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| She said: i’m really not supposed to but yes,
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| You can call me anything you want. |