(Leo Sayer/David Courtney)
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Jeanette was a dancer
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I suppose I knew her well
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Her feet danced miracles
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I was lost within her spell
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Jeanette knew a singer
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Was the leader of some band
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Looked just like a boy
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And stood just like a man
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And it rains all down the avenue
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Yes it rains all down the avenue
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Just for you
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Just for you
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Just for you boy
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Just for you
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The kids in the back street cry
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You hear their voices in your brain
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The world is full of hungry souls
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Behind the window panes
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Little Jenny on the high wire
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Slow motion as she fell
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Sometimes I think the wire is me
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The tragedy as well
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And it rains all down the avenue
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Oh yes it rains all down the avenue
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It rains all down the avenue
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Just for you
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Just for you
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Just for you boy
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Just for you
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Just for you boy
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Just for you
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[Solo]
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I work on the west side
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Jeanette I pulled your strings
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I stood upon the pavement
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I never owned a thing
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And still I am the singer
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I know my song so well
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The rain falls through my eyes
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And lands below the shell
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And it rains all down the avenue
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Yes it rains all down the avenue
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Oh yes it rains all down the avenue
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Just for you boy
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Just for you
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Just for you boy
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Just for you
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The Dancer
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| Leo Sayer |
