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I'm in work in an hour and a half |
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And the gin is stil fresh on the end of my scarf |
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How long can we keep up with this? |
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And if we didn't is there anything that we would miss? |
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The sun comes up over Raven South |
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You're a raving, misbehaving mouth |
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I never thought that we'd like eachother |
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But lo and behold |
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This love will last forever and ever and ever |
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Here come the young men |
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I'll never show my back to the painting |
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Youth encompassed, ready and straight in |
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She looks at me like nobody else can |
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Eye to eye, eye to eye |
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Are we getting older? |
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Are we getting wiser? |
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Or are we getting none of the above? |
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And does it matter when |
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This love will last forever and ever and ever |
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Here come the yong men |
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This love will last forever and ever and ever, and then |
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And so the party's finished |
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Seratonin has diminished |
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The curtains become see through |
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And there's a Cadbury's flake in the corner |
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And we'll be doing it all again |
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Weekend in Burnage was our den |
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A bond we made together |
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This love will last forever and ever and ever |
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Here come the young men. |
