(R. Stewart)
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Sixteen years old, looking for a hideaway
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I'm a set designer, my Mum and Dad
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thinking I'm gay
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I'm a lazy bugger, but I like my sport
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Like girls and music, I'm happy, happy sort
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(of a guy)
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But there's one thing I'm lacking
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it's sexual experience
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So I ask you, my sweetheart
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save me from this wilderness
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I've dreamed, honey, of a night like this
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Where I come from, love is
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just a hole in the wall
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And the steel mills ring out and generations
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heed the call
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And the rain never stops and the skies are grey
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And the chance of romance
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slim as a bright sunny day
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This is partly the reason
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I'm so overwhelmed and shy
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Because your beauty, by contrast
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is gonna make a young man cry
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I've dreamed, honey, of a night like this
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I've schemed, honey, of a night like this
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You don't know what it means to a boy from
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a suburban home
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To be left with a woman like you
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completely alone
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I've dreamed, honey, of a night like this
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Nice place you've got here, babe
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never seen a house like this
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Pool like an ocean, bed like a football pitch
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All the guys at the boozer, won't believe my luck
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But it couldn't have happened to a nicer bloke
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(than me)
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So here we are, the record's
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gotten stuck in the groove
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My knees are trembling, c'mon baby, make a move
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I've dreamed, honey, of a night like this
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I've schemed, honey, of a night like this
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I've dreamed, I've schemed, honey
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of a night like this
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I've dreamed, honey, of a night like this
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A Night Like This
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| Rod Stewart |
