| It was the shock of the new
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| That kept the latest two
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| At the top of the charts all summer
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| It must have been something like 11 weeks
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| That we spent up there
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| But still…
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| That was then and this is now
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| That was then and this is now
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| That was just nostalgia
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| I used to think I’d never cry
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| Or worry if I said goodbye
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| 'Cos human beings have all
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| Outgrown those basic feelings anyway…
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| That was then and this is now
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| That was then and this is now
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| That was just nostalgia
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| So don’t you worry
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| About the pretty creatures in the street
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| The pretty creatures that I’d like
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| To eat up for breakfast
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| The pretty creatures in the streets
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| The pretty creatures that I’d like
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| To eat up for breakfast
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| That’s all in the past
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| I may never have a daughter
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| Cos I’ve far too much to tell her
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| And far too much to answer to
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| I want to move into the future
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| Move in to the future
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| Move into the future with you
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| And the politics of love
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| And who I used to dream of
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| That was just nostalgia
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| I want to move into the future
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| Move in to the future
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| Move into the future with you
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| And the politics of love
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| And who I used to dream of
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| That was just nostalgia |