| This country looks like one big car park
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| The winters are so very long
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| And everybody wonders where the light has gone
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| And Europe has its moving statelines but Africa has winter sun
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| And you and me we’re just two creatures on the run
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| And we’ll go where the crowds don’t stare
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| And no one laughs at what we wear
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| The phone might ring, the rain might sting oh but we don’t care
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| We’ll fly over endless ocean, we’re heading for the winter sun
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| Cos you and me we’re just two creatures on the run
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| And Europe has its moving statelines but Africa has winter sunshine
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| And you and me we’re just two creatures on the run
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| And we’ll go where the crowds don’t stare and
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| No one hates us for our hair
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| The phone might ring, the rain might sting oh but we don’t care
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| We’ll fly over endless ocean, we’re heading for the winter sun
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| Cos you and me we’re just two creatures on the run
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| America’s our supermarket, in India we’ll take some stopping
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| Cos you and me we’re just two creatures on the run
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| In Asia we can mend our breakdown cos
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| You and me we must escape now
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| Yes you and me we’re just two creatures on the run |