| We’ve listened to so many records
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| I’ve smoked so many fags
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| There’s still a bottle of wine in one of them carrier bags
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| The world is spinning
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| Slowly outside in holloway
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| The birds have started singing
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| So can’t we just stay
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| On and off the sofa
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| The candles nearly out
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| Our popstar friends have all gone home
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| Or maybe just out and about
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| And I can feel you dreaming
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| And I’m dreaming of you
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| Together slowly drifting
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| Into the powder blue
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| La la la la la
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| La la la la la la
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| Aretha franklin playing
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| Ann singing along, quite quietly
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| She knows the whole song
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| And all the backing vocals
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| In a dreamy kind of way
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| The birds have started singing
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| So can’t we just stay?
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| Can’t we just stay?
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| The world is giving up
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| And there’s just me and you
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| Together slowly drifting into the powder blue
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| Into the powder blue |