(Chorus)
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Let them come a-running, take all your money
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and hideaway
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Let them come a-running, take all your money
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and flee
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Let them come a-running, take all your money
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and hideaway, hideaway
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It was summer or maybe spring, I can’t
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remember
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It was summer or maybe spring, I can’t recall
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We found our hearts and stole them from our
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bodies
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(We couldn’t understand the Villain’s call)
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We’d often recall the beginnings
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We’d often try in vain to change it all
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We could,’t help but keep ourselves from
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sinning
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In summer, in summer or maybe spring,
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or maybe spring, or maybe spring
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Let them come a-running, take all your money
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and hideaway
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Let them come a-running, take all your money
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and flee
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Let them come a-running, take all your money
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and hideaway, hideaway
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It was summer or maybe spring, I can’t
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remember
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It was summer or maybe spring, I can’t recall
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We’d try to always calm our elders
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(But always we did seems to fall)
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We’d never try to tame the burning embers
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(It didn’t seem to matter how we’d fare)
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It seemed we couldn’t ever escape December
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But it was summer, summer, or maybe spring,
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or maybe spring, maybe spring
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Let them come a-running, take all your money
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and hideaway
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Let them come a-running, take all your money
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and flee
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Let them come a-running, take all your money
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and hideaway, hideaway
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HIDEAWAY
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| Steve Harley |
