Oh getaway and don't come back
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Who do you think you're fooling with lies like that?
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You have dreams that set the rain on fire
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Burning with a cheap desire
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And it's plain as grey that what you say
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Have meanings of their own
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My love, she don't need diamonds
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My love's more than a sweet dream
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And she don't need diamonds
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She shakes her hip to the tambourine
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And she don't need diamonds
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If you can't love me for nothing
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They you can't love me at all
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And it's plain as grey that what you say
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Have meanings of their own
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We all got to dance, take a chance?
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But babe you should have stayed at home
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My love, my love, she don't need diamonds
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Diamonds
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| Chris Rea |
