I’m waiting for you
You’re waiting for me
We’re never gonna do anything
Just standing here watching
You’ve got exquisite eyes
Like a cat sharp and green
I’m looking through grey and blue
Like a shark focussed on you
The band stops playing
You say hello
If you’re ready to move
Let’s go, go, go
Throw the moral up against the wall
The neighbours banging on the wall
I don’t mind if I take the fall
Hear you whisper well it’s my call
Now we’re alone we can have a ball
That is all that is all
There’s nothing more
On the floor
On all fours
Drive me home
Down by the coast
For a weekend
And Sunday roast
Brighton pier
Is never near
It’s a million miles from here
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