It's nearly eleven
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Do you think we'll stand the test of time
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You're a cloud short of heaven
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But you know I want you to be mine
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Am I sitting here waiting
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Yeah, and it's getting frustrating
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Got to go to the garage
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Got to get some fags and make some tea
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Can you lend me enough wedge
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Do you want to walk up there with me
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And I'm sitting here waiting
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Yeah, I'm tired of debating
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We've been up all night
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I can feel a strange attraction
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Now it's getting light
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But I can't spur you into action
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Sure not alone
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But so on my own, oh.
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It's a quarter to seven
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Don't you think we've stayed up half the night
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You're a cloud short of heaven
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But I'd love to see you strut your stuff
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And I'm sitting here waiting
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Yeah, and it could be X-rated
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We could be oh so happy,
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We could be oh so happy.
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All nighter
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Elastica |