| Oh Liverpool Lou, lovely Liverpool Lou
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| Why can’t you behave just like the other girls do?
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| Why must my poor heart be following you
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| Stay home and love me, my Liverpool Lou
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| When love is pleasing, and love is teasing
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| And love is a pleasure, when first it is new love
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| As love it grows it older, and love it grows colder
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| And fear is the way love, like the more I need you
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| Oh Liverpool Lou, lovely Liverpool Lou
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| Why can’t you behave just like the other girls do?
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| Why must my poor heart be following you
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| Stay home and love me, my Liverpool Lou
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| When I go a-walking, I hear people talking
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| School children playing, I know what they’re saying
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| They’re saying you’ll grieve me, that you will deceive me
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| Some morning you’ll leave me all packed up and gone
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| Oh Liverpool Lou, lovely Liverpool Lou
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| Why can’t you behave just like the other girls do?
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| Why must my poor heart be following you
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| Stay home and love me, my Liverpool Lou |