One, two, three, four
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In a little country [that sold it's soul]
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You know there's no beauty
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In being so cold and down
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With a little contact and let go
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You know there's no beauty
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In being told no, no
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(Chorus)
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I can't afford
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To break my heart
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To being down on you
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I can't afford
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To act so smart
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While looking round for you
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I can't afford
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To take a warning voice
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And keeping that voice well locked
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And hoping the world won't [shock] to me
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Rock me 'til I can not see ya
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Oh, Rock me 'til I stop
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With a little time to get wise
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You know there's no beauty
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When there's no surprising you
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With a little [leather]
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Just to turn you on
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You know there's no beauty
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When you're hiding from nothing
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(Chorus)
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Is your wonderful showery days
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Sunny days roll into one
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Is you wonderful, wonderful showery days
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Sunny days, roll into one
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Making my words as one
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Making my words as one to another
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In the little [colour] of this little town
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You know there's no beauty
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In stealing the soul from us
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With a little worry that you bearing down
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You know there's no beauty
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In staying around for us
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(Chorus)
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Rock Me 'Til I Stop
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Tanita Tikaram |