| Mayfair strange in the morning light
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| Mayfair strange in the summer night
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| Mayfair strangest in the afternoon
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| Mayfair stretching far above
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| Full of fame but lacking love
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| Could it be we see the Mayfair moon?
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| Mayfair strange across the park
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| In the day or in the dark
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| There’s no need to walk or even run
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| Mayfair faces clean and nice
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| But beauty here is cold as ice
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| Could it be we see the Mayfair sun?
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| Mayfair strange at every hour
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| Hidden frowns with mystic power
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| Starry heights and golden throne
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| Down below you’re on you’re own
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| Mayfair strange for passers-by
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| Sights of wonder for the eye
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| Could it be they’ll pass by again?
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| Mayfair calling far and near
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| For even trees are wealthy here
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| Could it be we hear the Mayfair rain? |