| I didn’t want to say out loud
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| in case it came untrue
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| but I now know why I’m on this earth
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| to try to be with you
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| oh can’t you tell I’m different now
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| by the music that I play
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| the songs I thought were soppy before
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| sound wonderful today
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| alright, alright
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| it’s the music that I love
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| alright, alright
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| it’s the music that I love
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| she looks like Julie Christie
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| and she’s blotted out my past
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| she had it all laid out for me
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| I never stood a chance
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| we took the essence of Felt and Vic Godard
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| and we blasted into space
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| and then we showered down on everyone
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| the whole soppy human race
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| alright, alright
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| it’s the music that I love
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| alright, alright
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| it’s the music that I love
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| I’m lying in the bed
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| I’m lying in the bed
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| I’m holding on to you
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| holding on to you
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| I’m supposed to be meeting little Jim
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| but why would I be any happier out there than I am in here, in here
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| I’ve wanted to say this for so long
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| but I haven’t had the nerve
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| I realise now what I’ve been missing
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| you looked like Julie Christie when I met you
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| I wanted to laugh out loud |
| oh can’t you tell I’m different now
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| I’m smiling in the crowd
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| alright, alright
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| it’s the music that I love
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| alright, alright
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| it’s the music that I love
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| alright, alright
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| it’s the music that I love
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| alright
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| alright, alright
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| it’s the music that I love |