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I wander lonely streets |
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behind where the old thames does flow |
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and in every face i meet |
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reminds me of what i have run from |
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in every man, in every hand |
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in every kiss, you understand |
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that living is for other men |
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i hope you two will understand |
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i've got to tell you my tale |
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of how i loved and how i failed |
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i hope you understand |
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these feelings should not be in the man |
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in every child, in every eye |
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in every sky, above my head |
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i hope that i know |
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so come with me in bed |
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because it's you and me, we're history |
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there ain't nothing left to say |
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when i will get you alone |
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maybe we could find a room |
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where we could see what we should do |
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maybe you know it's true |
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living with me is like keeping a fool |
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i hope you know that i am me so come on |
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i'm thinking about history |
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and i'm living for history |
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and i think you know about me |
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cause i am |
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and one and one is two |
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but three is company |
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when you're thinking about the things you do |
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and you're thinking about the things you do |
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i want to tell you my tale |
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how i fell in love and jumped out on my bai |
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i hope you understand there's more in a smile than in a hand |
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in every sky, in every kiss |
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there's something that i might have missed |
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why am i going to |
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a place that now belongs to you |
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but you were weak and so was i |
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let's pick it up, let's even try |
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to live today, so why not smile |
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don't dream away your life coz it is mine |
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is that a crime (repeat) this life is mine |
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the bed ain't made but it's filled full of hope |
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i've got a skin full of dope |
