| Conkers shining on the ground
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| The air is cooler
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| And I feel like I just started uni
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| Walking backwards to my van
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| You’re at your window
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| And I’m tripping every time I think of
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| Lying in your attic
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| I can feel the static
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| The storm has broken
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| Heavens open
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| Send my body out to work
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| But leave my senses
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| In orbit over south east London
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| Wind the window down and
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| Pinch me on the shoulder
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| Whilst I’ll be driving off to dream of
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| Lying in your attic
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| I can feel the static
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| The storm has broken
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| Heavens open
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| So electrifying, oh, I’m nearly flying
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| Lost my heart between the sheets of lightning
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| I’ve been singing you this song
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| Inside a bubble
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| Been zorbing through the streets of Cowley
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| We were always meant to be
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| Zorbing together
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| And I think it’s high time we started
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| Lying in your attic I can feel the static
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| The storm is breaking, window’s shaking
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| So electrifying, oh, I’m nearly flying
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| Lost my heart between the sheets of lightning
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| Lying in your attic I can feel the static
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| The storm has broken, heavens open
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| So electrifying, oh, I’m nearly flying
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| Lost my heart between the sheets of lightning |