| You’re fairly gifted at attracting strays
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| Turn around, we’re spending four full days
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| And summer nights
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| Mostly on bad advice
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| You found a novel way of nicking a glance
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| You know we always heard that mods won’t dance
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| With rocker boys
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| Not without making noise
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| Almost always unconvincing
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| A hopeless flirt
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| A Pastels shirt
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| An air raid siren’s howl
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| This room reminds me of you
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| Black out the windows at the Railway Prince Hotel
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| We couldn’t sleep but we tried
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| This room reminds me of you
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| Black out the windows at the Railway Prince Hotel
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| The Better-Offs were singing «Dance, Dance, They Won’t Tell»
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| We couldn’t sleep but we tried
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| You told me things you thought I wanted to hear
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| A sting along mistake it’s all too clear
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| You had to know
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| I told you I had to go
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| You’re always overthinking, thinking it all
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| Eyeliner pencil on a postcard scrawl
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| From any town
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| Occasional runaround
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| Almost always unconvincing
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| A frequent guest
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| A hornet’s nest
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| A false alarm in tights
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| This room reminds me of you
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| Black out the windows at the Railway Prince Hotel
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| We couldn’t sleep but we tried
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| This room reminds me of you
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| Black out the windows at the Railway Prince Hotel
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| The Better-Offs were singing «Dance, Dance, They Won’t Tell»
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| We couldn’t sleep but we tried
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| Almost always unconvincing
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| A gang’s dispute
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| An absolute
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| Territory feud
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| This room reminds me of you
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| Black out the windows at the Railway Prince Hotel
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| We couldn’t sleep but we tried
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| This room reminds me of you
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| Black out the windows at the Railway Prince Hotel
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| The Better-Offs were singing «Dance, Dance, They Won’t Tell»
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| We couldn’t sleep but we tried |