Knock shop in Oxford Street
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One where the vampires meet
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Silk purse, pink tie and all of that
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Platforms, white teeth, a stupid hat
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They really like to see you there
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You make them think you really care
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I've watched you take your make up off
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Your face grows hard
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Your eyes grow soft
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The window blinds are drawn
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You flash your trash to turn me on
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I sigh and frown and start to cough
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Your hunger starts to turn me off
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Lie down and try to talk to me
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Sleep now and dream of who you'll be
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When you finally become someone.
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You tune into my frequency
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That don't mean a thing to me
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Cause I don't want your body
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I don't want your body
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Your soul is searching ecstasy
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So you could have some sex with me
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I don't want your body
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I don't want your body
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Face down up on the bar
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I always said you'd get far
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But you're not the kid you used to be
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Someone should call your family
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White line that time I called before
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Flash bulbs which pop to keep you warm
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I've watched you slowly fall away
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The colour fade, from blue to grey
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The window blind undrawn
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You flash your trash to turn me on
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Your just a tramp, you're just a trick
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Our hunger starts to make us sick
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Lie down and try to talk to me
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Sleep now and dream of who you'll be
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But will you actually be anyone?
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You tune into my frequency
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that don't mean a thing to me
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cause I don't want your body
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I don't want your body
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Your soul is searching ecstasy
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so you could have some sex with me
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I don't want your body
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I don't want your body
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You tune into my frequency
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That don't mean a thing to me
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Cause I don't want your body
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I don't want your body
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Your soul is searching ecstasy
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So you could have some sex with me
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I don't want your body
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I don't want your body
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We don't want your body
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We Don't Want Your Body
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| Stars |
