| We’ll walk through the city at night
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| And talk about what holds no relevance
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| Swaying and stumbling with my arm around yours
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| I can see pink elephants
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| And the smell of kebab meat and sausage in batter
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| Will always remind me of you
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| In the chip shop at the end of the night
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| Making sure I get some food
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| So kiss me underneath this lamppost light
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| I know it smells of piss but
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| You look beautiful tonight
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| If I had the money we’d be in a cab
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| Not waiting for this bloody bus
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| But I’ll hold you tight so you don’t get cold
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| You’re never one to fuss
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| I kiss you after you’ve thrown up in the gutter
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| I’d do anything for you
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| A broken heart and a poisoned liver
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| But we will stumble through
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| So kiss me underneath this lamppost light
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| I know it smells of piss but
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| You look beautiful tonight
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| My head is spinning and my body’s shaking
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| As I cover my eyes from the light
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| Why do I feel so dehydrated
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| When I drank so much last night?
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| When you breathe I feel your tiny body move next to me
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| And my heart beats like a hammer Lord knows
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| Cos I’ve travelled through a million towns
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| But I never seen two eyes as lovely as those
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| So kiss me underneath this lamppost light
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| I know it smells of piss but
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| You look beautiful tonight |