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(difford/tilbrook) |
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Tonight i take her from her parents |
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I came along to her rescue |
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Without a word about arrangements |
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She came along without a clue |
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So i said my love i want to take you |
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A place i have inside my head |
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And so it seemed i had to love you |
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With some cards and separate beds |
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Her mother didn't like me |
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She thought i was on drugs |
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My mother didn't like her |
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She'd never peel the spuds |
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So we took off together |
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And stayed at mrs. smith's |
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Breakfast at half seven |
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Where you can view the cliffs |
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The moon was full and in our window |
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I could see her turning in her bed |
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I was loved but all in limbo |
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There was time to pass but not to spend |
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Soon i saw that this was silly |
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Spending all my wages on this peach |
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When we could sit so very pretty |
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And get our heads down out on the beach |
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Her father seemed to like me |
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I helped him fix his car |
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My father seemed to like her |
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And i couldn't see the harm |
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In going off together |
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To see the pier and lights |
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So we could be together |
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In separate beds tonight |