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| 2. |
| 4:15 | 
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Ooh, what are you thinking of?
Boy, what are you dreaming of? (Anyway,) I run around the streets to find you, shout your name, I want to hold you, (what are you thinking of?) I run around the streets to find you, shout your name, I want to hold you. I'll be there to run into your arms. I'll be there. Won't you hug my soul? Ooh, what are you thinking of? Boy, you're thinking about my love. (Anyway,) You're walking through my dreams at night, losing all my appetite, oh no, (what are you thinking of?) You're walking through my dreams at night, Losing all my appetite, oh no, I'll be there to run into your arms. I'll be there. Won't you hug my soul? I'll be there to run into your arms. I'll be there. Baby, we're alright (alright, alright.) I'll be there to run into your arms. I'll be there. Won't you hug my soul? I'll be there to run into your arms. I'll be there. Baby, we're alright (alright, alright.) Duppa duppa da, duppa duppa da, dup da, dup da, [whistling] dup da, dup da... |
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| 3. |
| 3:49 |
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Milan, when I was a kitten,
we'd sit and sing old songs. Milan, when I was a kitten, we'd sit and sing old songs. In my head, listening to windchimes; married a fool I know. In my head, listening to windchimes; married a fool I know. Why on Earth didn't I wait for you? Now look and see who's paying. Why on Earth didn't I wait for you? Now look and see who's paying. Those days on Radio One, set in the East: who cares? Those days on Radio One, set in the East: who cares? Close all of the doors, Maisie, make sure he knows I'm gone. Close all of the doors, Maisie, make sure he knows I'm gone. Close down over the ocean. Open the doors, fresh air. Close down over the ocean. Open the doors, fresh air. |
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| 4. |
| 5:42 |
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He's gone, he's gone.
She wears sad jeans torn at the waistband. Her pretty face is stained with tears. And in her right hand she clasps a letter; I know this means that he has gone. And in this town of mis-guided tourists, she never thought she'd fall in love. It was a few days after her birthday, The thrill hostess gave her first kiss. He said her skin smelled just like petals, said stupid things he knew she'd like. She said her life was like a motorway: Dull, grey, and long 'til he came along. He's gone, he's gone. I said ";How could he ever leave you? You two were good, you were so right."; She said ";I wish that he just left me; He'd be alive, alive tonight."; He's gone, he's gone. He's gone, he's gone. He's gone, he's gone. |
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| 5. |
| 4:07 |
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Floating higher, floating, floating, floating... |
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| 6. |
| 4:35 |
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I'll meet you past the great divide, yeah,
setting sail 'cross darkened dawn. Everybody wants something, and I want it all. Stars are calling, goodnight, darling. Don't say good-bye. Stars are calling, take the slow train. Don't say good-bye. Marble lions at the gates of Eden screaming songs to lull the rage. Let's raise a flag that has no colours, release the sun into the empty cathedral, yeah. Stars are calling, goodnight, darling. Don't say good-bye. Stars are calling, take the slow train. Don't say good-bye. Don't say good-bye, darling, don't say good-bye. Stars are calling, goodnight, darling. Stars are calling, take the slow train. Stars are calling, goodnight, darling. Stars are calling, goodnight, darling. Goodnight, darling. |
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| 7. |
| 3:53 |
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Lalala lalalala, lalalala lalalalala,
lalala lalalala, lalalala lalalalala. All of his friends have been wondering why he spent so long with her; he's so dark and moody, she is his sunshine girl. Lalala lalalala, lalalala lalalalala, lalala lalalala, lalalala lalalalala. In the bed where they make love she's in a film on the sheets. He shows dreams like a movie, she's the softness of cinema seats. Lalala lalalala, lalalala lalalalala, lalala lalalala, lalalala lalalalala. He sees all of the girls like Demi Moore as she sighs. Dreams come true as he holds her, `til the X's come up in her eyes. Lalala lalalala, lalalala lalalalala, lalala lalalala, lalalala lalalalala. Like roses grow in a churchyard, her skin as white as the milk, Just like a Sherpa Tensing under a Manilla silk. Lalala lalalala, lalalala lalalalala, lalala lalalala, lalalala lalalalala. Lalala lalalala, lalalala lalalalala, lalala lalalala, lalalala lalalalala. Lalala lalalala, lalalala lalalalala... |
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| 8. |
| 5:47 |
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| 9. |
| 3:11 |
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[sarah:] spent the summer holed up in a room. [tim:] looking pretty, won't you be here soon? [sarah:] eurodisney, could not work at all [both:] a little bird had told me in the fall. Getting groovy after hallowe'en, Mid-november, got back on the scene. I'm so glad that i just got my pay! I was born on christmas day. [tim:] in december, my heart's full of spring. [sarah:] i could phone you, tell you everything, [tim:] like the crazy evenings on the yacht; [both:] tim and sarah went and tied the knot! Did you know they pulled the town hall down? I don't think you'll recognise this town. Never could have been a tennis wife, Get into the acting life. Getting groovy after hallowe'en, Mid-november, got back on the scene. I'm so glad that i just got my pay! I was born on christmas day. I was born on christmas day. I was born on christmas day. |
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| 3:07 |
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| 11. |
| 4:23 |
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Ooh, what are you thinking of?
Boy, what are you dreaming of? (Anyway,) I run around the streets to find you, shout your name, I want to hold you, (what are you thinking of?) I run around the streets to find you, shout your name, I want to hold you. I'll be there to run into your arms. I'll be there. Won't you hug my soul? Ooh, what are you thinking of? Boy, you're thinking about my love. (Anyway,) You're walking through my dreams at night, losing all my appetite, oh no, (what are you thinking of?) You're walking through my dreams at night, Losing all my appetite, oh no, I'll be there to run into your arms. I'll be there. Won't you hug my soul? I'll be there to run into your arms. I'll be there. Baby, we're alright (alright, alright.) I'll be there to run into your arms. I'll be there. Won't you hug my soul? I'll be there to run into your arms. I'll be there. Baby, we're alright (alright, alright.) Duppa duppa da, duppa duppa da, dup da, dup da, [whistling] dup da, dup da... |
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| 12. |
| 5:26 |
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He's gone, he's gone.
She wears sad jeans torn at the waistband. Her pretty face is stained with tears. And in her right hand she clasps a letter; I know this means that he has gone. And in this town of mis-guided tourists, she never thought she'd fall in love. It was a few days after her birthday, The thrill hostess gave her first kiss. He said her skin smelled just like petals, said stupid things he knew she'd like. She said her life was like a motorway: Dull, grey, and long 'til he came along. He's gone, he's gone. I said ";How could he ever leave you? You two were good, you were so right."; She said ";I wish that he just left me; He'd be alive, alive tonight."; He's gone, he's gone. He's gone, he's gone. He's gone, he's gone. |
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