| Oh lover it’s a lovely night
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| But outside the sky’s still light
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| If we just sit and stare
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| We could take a walk through London
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| Into Regent’s Park or thereabouts
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| To watch the crowds I’ve heard have gathered there
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| Love makes your world go round
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| Mine will chase you down
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| Puts mirrors in your eyes
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| Which I smash against the ground
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| And any fool will know
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| That smashing people’s hearts
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| Can be so much more fun
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| Than breaking people’s bones
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| Baby just don’t stray too far
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| You’re helpless on your own
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| These people want to change things
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| They’re dangerous to know
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| They’ll fill your tiny head with rubbish
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| Take you clean away from me
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| There’s not much that I own
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| But I’d like to think that I own you
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| Have I ever told you
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| I only see my face
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| When I look into your eyes?
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| Well how can I forgive your open legs
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| Which stopped me dead in my tracks
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| Like a flytrap traps a passing fly
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| And have you ever noticed
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| How we never ever swallow anybody’s lies?
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| God, that makes me strong
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| And now we’ve cleared the air
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| Let’s stay to watch the penalties dispatch
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| Punching women kicking men
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| Five on one, one on ten
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| These fuckers getting all that they deserve
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| It’s just tricks with mirrors
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| That makes them think they’re in the right
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| But we know different and who’s to argue
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| On such a lovely night? |