| I was heading north on a plane that was heading south
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| Whysky in my pocket cigarette was in my mouth
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| «A vision» on my knee but I wasn’t reading much
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| Gather up your wings and fly now
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| You can take them to the sky
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| What’s the betting that you’ll be letting his hands dip into your loins
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| While all I’ll be getting is a new sun setting on the downtown vegas morn
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| Downtown vegas that’s the place of your dreams
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| Downtown London that’s not tour scene
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| Step inside and take the weight off your tiny feet
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| You curled up in the corner you’re looking so discret
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| And when you turned your face caught the light and oh you looked so sweet
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| Don’t I always get my own way
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| Have you anything to say
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| What’s the betting that you’ll be letting his hands dip into your loins
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| While all I’ll be getting is a new sun setting on the downtown vegas morn
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| What’s the betting that you’ll plead insanity
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| It won’t be long now while we’re shaking your apple tree
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| After seven days of fasting you said you’d seen the lord
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| You travelled back four centuries in search of a silver sword
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| Your self-induced hallucinations they just make me bored
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| Gather up your wings and fly now
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| You can take them to the sky
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| What’s the betting that you’ll be letting his hands dip into your lions
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| While all I’ll be getting is a new sun setting on the downtown vegas morn
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| Donwtown vegas that’s the place of your dreams
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| Downtown London that’s not your scene
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| Shake your apple tree now |