I was adrift
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I was lost in space
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I was divorced
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From the human race
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Then I saw your sweet eyes
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And I fell back down
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Much to my own surprise, boy
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You brought me round
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I was amazed
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By the colour of your hair
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I was entranced
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Though I tried hard not to stare
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Then I saw your sweet face and I
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Fell back down
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Much to my own disgrace, boy
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You brought me round
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Now they¡¯re outside
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And they¡¯re beating at our door
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Run, we can¡¯t hide
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And they¡¯ll break me that¡¯s for sure
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But when I think of your sweet voice
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It makes me drown
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I really had no choice, boy
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I came unwound
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Death In Kettering
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| White Town |
