| Presents in Postie’s sack
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| You can smell cheap perfume 10 yards back
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| Flowers and a silver ring
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| A couple of phone calls at three in the morning
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| I’ve got no time for girls
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| I’ve got no time for…
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| Eyes follow everywhere
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| Love your leather trousers, love your long hair
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| Turn my lips pink to red
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| Frilly big pillowcases on my waterbed
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| No peace; |
| in love with you now
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| In here, time slows right down
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| Now I can’t sleep at night
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| You’re touching me and kissing, holding me tight
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| I can’t go anywhere
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| Every time I turn around, you’re always there |