| I once had a friend who I loved from my heart
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| But I went on and left her 'fore I’d made a start
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| Now I’m moaning the blues like the rest of the charts
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| Take me back…
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| So I’ll cry with a limp, just get by on a limp
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| Till these blue eyes of mine, they are closed
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| So here’s to an old-fashioned peck on the cheek
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| And farewell, my sweet Northern Rose
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| Give me one last love song
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| To bring you back, bring you back
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| Give me one last video
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| Just dressed in black, dressed in black
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| Give him a chorus and that bit at the end
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| Where he wails on and on 'bout the loss of a friend
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| Let him scream loudly, 'Well, this love could mend'
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| Let it die, let it die…
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| Those bloody great ballads we hated at first
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| Well I bought them all, now I’m writing worse
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| Save us from baldness and saving the earth
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| Take me back…
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| And I’ll smile with a limp, and I’ll love with a limp
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| Till the clouds disappear from above
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| And as the storm moves away, all I can say
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| Is there’s a towel on the door for your love |