| Scuse me
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| I hope I’m not intruding
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| You seemed alone and lost and thought
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| Would you like a cocktail
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| Or a glass of white wine?
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| I know you from somewhere
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| Could be that day in Greenage Village
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| Or was in Santa Fe
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| Sometime last year?
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| Ooh…
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| We were both travellers
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| In that age we’re just lost
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| Mmm… I know you from somewhere
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| Now, we share a different time
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| A frightened world gone mad
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| The good thing is I recognize
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| The feeling lingering between us
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| From you to me, from me to you
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| Like love
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| Scuse me, I hope I’m not too pushy
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| It happens to everyone, so many times
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| I thought I knew you from somewhere
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| And I still think I do
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| (Trumpet solo)
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| Now, we share a different time
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| A frightened world gone mad
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| The good thing is I recognize
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| The feeling lingering between us
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| From you to me, from me to you
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| Like love |