| You know those nights aren't planned |
| Like you rush home from work, shower, eat, make up |
| Jam to your tunes, have a drink |
| Get a little waved, I'm running late but I still have time |
| Take some pictures, walk fast, music's blasting |
| Bump into an old school friend |
| Tap my card, elevator, train |
| Four stops to Hackney Wick |
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| We meet outside, colours |
| We have a drink on the canal |
| The sun's just set, it's 10 P.M |
| Pink's turned to dark blue, to grey and glow |
| The moon is reflecting all pretty on the water |
| We're looking so fit |
| We call it dressing down |
| This is wearing as little clothes as possible |
| I wrap my coat round your shoulders |
| There's this mad energy in East tonight |
| Why does the city get me so well? |
| That's when we head to the warehouse |
| I hear the bass, the music and I succumb |
| We drink and we dance and then we just have like fucking good time |
| And then this is off a party, back to her friends just down the canal |
| She lives off my old street in Bow, three minutes from Vicki Park |
| We break into the park and we just run |
| And I'm laughing so hard that I fall to the floor |
| You lay next to me and I start to trip |
| The stars, they're molding into spaceships |
| Like aliens snogging in the clouds |
| It's sexy |
| You're so hot we start to kiss |
| Your lips feel so good |
| And I remember we've got another party so we're back |
| Baby's DJ-ing |
| And the room pulses |
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| Pulses so hard |
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| Take me right back to Hackney Wick |
| Take my heart to my youth right here |
| Take me right back to Hackney Wick |
| All the love, all the energy |
| Take me right back to Hackney Wick |
| Take my heart to my youth right here |
| Take me right back to Hackney Wick |
| All the love, all the energy |
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| Hackney Wick, Hackney Wick, Hackney Wick, Hackney Wick |
| Hackney Wick, Hackney Wick, Hackney Wick, Hackney Wick |
| Hackney Wick, Hackney Wick, Hackney Wick, Hackney Wick |
| Hackney Wick, Hackney Wick, Hackney Wick, Hackney Wick |
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