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| Secure me by the back door with my lover
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| Her charcoal curves and convent greys in colour
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| The gilded English model girl
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| Who knows without surprise
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| She never wants to be alone
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| The one thing that she can’t keep down is
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| Love and all it’s silvered courses
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| A trifle hard for untrained horses
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| Ride away with me
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| Don’t forget to tell the tale
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| Do do do do do
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| A story of love and never a tale of woe
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| Do do do do do
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| A story of love and never a tale of woe
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| Woh hold on
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| Do you know where we’re going?
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| Woh Hold on
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| The safety of the ever present lover
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| Can we survive without the time to bother?
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| When every social issue becomes a love story
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| She never wants to reach the end
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| She read the end before she started
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| By chapter one she needs a friend
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| By chapter two she’s found half hearted love
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| Will the other half believe?
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| And will we live to tell the tale?
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| Do do do do do
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| A story of love and never a tale of woe
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| Do do do do do
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| A story of love and never a tale of woe
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| Woh hold on
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| Do you know where we’re going?
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| Woh Hold on
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| A tale to tell
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| A tale I told so many times
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| I told it in my sleep
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| Crying wolf and then counting sheep
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| A lie we can lay to rest in peace and in love
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| And never have to tell the tale
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| Do do do do do
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| A story of love and never a tale of woe
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| Do do do do do
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| A story of love and never a tale of woe
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| Woh hold on
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| Do you know where we’re going?
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| Woh hold on |