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North Kensington, blue skies are over you |
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Oh, smiling eyes how soon baptised |
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In perspiration like a field of dew |
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The sticky fence you pushed me through |
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North Kensington |
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Where we first laid |
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We first made love |
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North Kensington, where I took your hand |
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And fell about the life we planned |
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By Worcester race course and to singing sand |
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The blood red wine and you divine |
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North Kensington |
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Where we first laid |
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We first made love |
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Four in the morning wrapped in an awning |
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I came to the seaside to see why the gull cried |
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And, oh, why? |
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North Kensington |
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Where we first laid |
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We first made love |
