| This boy breezes in from the south-west
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| This boy sees his days in the middle-east
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| This boy eased his way up the silver Thames
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| But what is that when this boy, he needs love
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| He needs love
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| This boy thought he had found this girl
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| This boy ought to have kept that girl
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| This boy caught up in the wheels of fate
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| This boy deserves, oh, this boy he needs love
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| An everlasting love
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| He needs love
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| Oh, this boy, he knows how to feel
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| The blood in his heart runs as strong as cochineal
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| This boy, oh he knows what’s real
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| So give him love, an everlasting love
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| Give him love
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| Oh this boy he’s got a heart of gold
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| And gold’s the most precious thing you could ever hold
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| And if his heart is made of that
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| What need more be told?
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| Just give him love, an everlasting love
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| Give him love
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| This boy breezes in from the south-west
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| This boy sees his day in the middle-east
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| This boy eased his way up the silver Thames
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| But what is that?
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| This boy deserves, oh, he needs love
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| An everlasting love
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| Give him love
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| Oh, give it to him, he needs it now
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| An everlasting, everlasting, everlasting, everlasting love |