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what was it I saw in New York?I'm not the same anymorehow will I hide these feelings insidecall my girl ont he phoneneon lights shine brgith
Taxi cabs glide byaeroplanes they fly, high up in the skypretty girl says "
Hi..whats the worst job you've had?what do you read?what's driving you mad?"met the cigarette girl - took a note of her charmdbut no cigarmet the Indie-
Cool Queentook me out to the barand showed me the scenemy little girl I can't findshe's five hours behindit's the singer not the song"something's gone wrong"said the spider to the flydo I like this girl?it's such a big world
I like the tone of her voice
I loved the sound of her voice
When I get back to London from outer spacewill it fall into place?I'll hold onto my smilefind my girl in a whilelook myself in the facedont know what you seeam I playing in your movie?you're in my magazineare you talking to me?CHICKFACTOR
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