| The girls are crying
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| On the corner
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| Because the boys all left
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| And they’ve had too much to drink
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| We’re in London
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| Mid October
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| He’s convinced the blonde by the bar
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| Just gave him a wink
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| And the words he spoke
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| Left me in disbelief
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| He said,
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| «Smoke whatever you’ve got left,
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| It’s getting late and
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| We don’t have much to lose»
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| Well she said,
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| «English girls they just like sex»
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| I couldn’t believe when he said,
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| «I've got news for you
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| American boys do too.»
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| (American boys do too)
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| Her face went red as
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| The words left his tongue and
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| She rolls up a cigarette
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| And he strikes a paper match
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| I can tell his pouring honey
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| Into her ear as
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| Us teenage kids were getting pissed
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| On cider and black
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| Pins her against the wall
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| Tells her she’s beautiful
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| She says she’s going home
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| That’s when he said…
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| «Smoke whatever you’ve got left,
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| It’s getting late and
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| We don’t have much to lose»
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| Well she said,
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| «English girls they just like sex»
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| I couldn’t believe when he said,
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| «I've got news for you
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| American boys do too.»
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| And that boy he is a drifter
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| Tomorrow he’ll be far away
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| And the moment
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| Before he kissed her
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| Pins her against the wall
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| Tells her she’s beautiful
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| She says she’s going home
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| That’s when he said…
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| «Smoke whatever you’ve got left,
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| It’s getting late and
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| We don’t have much to lose»
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| And then she said,
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| «English girls they just like sex»
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| I couldn’t believe when he said,
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| «I've got news for you
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| (All these) American boys do too.»
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| (American boys do too)
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| (American boys do too) |