| On the last night on earth, when the horses roam free
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| The scriptures foretell of a party in Hackney
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| In a dimly lit room full of loathing and hate
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| They’re selling their souls and I just can’t wait
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| I shrivel inside at the sight of your beauty
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| I fall to the the floor as she’s shaking her booty
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| She said she- and then she- until I turned blue
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| Oh, the things we get up to, to get through the night
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| After you
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| After you
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| I knew it was wrong
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| I began to suspect when she reached over and pressed the eject
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| I was up to the gunnels, against all advice
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| I felt so ashamed that I did it twice
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| From disco to disco
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| From Safeway to Tesco
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| We’re shopping around from the cradle till death row
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| From Tesco it’s down to the 7−11
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| To chase through the night time
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| To chase through the night
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| After you
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| After you
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| I can’t explain why I need to be free
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| But if you need to be naked that’s alright by me
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| It’s a fast track express to the graveyard, I know
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| So what are you waiting for, hey ho let’s go
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| From disco to disco
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| From Safeway to Tesco
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| We’re shopping around from the cradle till death row
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| Don’t stop until the train has pulled into the station
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| Then I’ll hold the door for you — no, I insist
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| After you (x9) |