You and I are victims of a love
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That lost a lot in the translation
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When I think of all the time that I spent
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Sitting on the edge of your bed in anticipation
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Of you giving in and us living in sin
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A hot day, the smell of hairspray
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And the sound of a shower running softly
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It's things like this that remind me of how I felt
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The first time you came back for coffee
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The way you took it amazed me
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Walking in the park, kissing in the dark
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And my head against your pillow
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Late at night a lover sings
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Adam and Eve are finding out all about love
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I say Adam and Eve are finding out all about love
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There is no real substitute
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For a ball struck squarely and firmly
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And you're the kind of girl who wants to
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open up the bottle of pop
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Too early in the journey
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Our love went flat just like that
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It doesn't matter the colour of the car
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But what goes on beneath the bonnet
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Is there a flag that flies above your heart
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And is my name writ there upon it
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Wedding cake and toothache
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Equals love and pain
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Walking in the park, kissing on the carpet
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And your tights around your ankles
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Late at night a lover thinks of these things
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Adam and Eve are finding out all about love
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I say Adam and Eve are finding out all about love
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Adam and Eve are finding out all about
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Adam and Eve are finding out all about love
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Teresa and Steve are finding out all about love
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A Lover Sings
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| Billy Bragg |
