| Dirty old river, must you keep rolling
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| Flowing into the night
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| People so busy, make me feel dizzy
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| Taxi light shines so bright
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| But I don’t need no friends
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| As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset
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| I am in paradise
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| Every day I look at the world from my window
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| But chilly, chilly is the evening time
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| Waterloo sunset’s fine
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| Terry meets Julie, Waterloo station
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| Every Friday night
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| But I am so lazy, don’t want to wander
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| I stay at home at night
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| But I don’t feel afraid
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| As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset
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| I am in paradise
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| Every day I look at the world from my window
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| But chilly, chilly is the evening time
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| Waterloo sunset’s fine
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| Millions of people swarming like flies
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| Round Waterloo underground
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| But Terry and Julie cross over the river
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| Where they feel safe and sound
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| And they don’t need no friends
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| As long as they gaze on Waterloo sunset
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| They are in paradise
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| Waterloo sunset’s fine |