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He's watching the girls on the dance floor |
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He's watching the light in her hair |
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He's praying that love's gonna come soon |
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There's a sweet smell of hope in the air |
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Just another boy from a steel town |
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With the flash of the mill in his eye |
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He don't move for hip cool or fashion |
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But he knows where the deepest one lies |
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And he'd love to be warm |
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And he'd love to love you |
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So give him some good news |
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All the cards on the table |
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But don't look that man in the eye |
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Say a prayer for the dealer |
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And kiss your old life goodbye |
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Go to church light a candle |
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But don't lose your head for god's sake |
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Why is my heart beating faster |
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Oh why do my hands start to shake |
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'cos he'd love to be warm |
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And he'd love to love you |
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So give him some good news |