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By Marc Almond, Standing beside yourself, eyes in the back of your headYou'll
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By Marc Almond, The wind in my hair and the black in my
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By Marc Almond, OW!Split lipIt seems you need anotherSplit lipShut you mouthYour noisy
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By Marc Almond, Well, I kicked on my mule to parade me
Everyone else
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By Marc Almond, Try hard to make the world look bright todayTry hard
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By Marc Almond, I was only a child when I met you.
You came
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By Marc Almond, Sometimes I feel I've got to run away
I've got
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By Marc Almond, With a whisper in my ear
I'll tell you what you
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By Marc Almond, On heavenly rain
You fell into my life
Unforgettable smile
Unforgettable lies
In the
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By Marc Almond, She was always aloneKept herself under lock and keyJust her
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By Marc Almond, He woke to the sound of the birds in the
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By Marc Almond, On Sundays the bulls get so boredWhen they're asked to
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By Marc Almond, Well, I slept last night in the openDown by a
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By Marc Almond, A tenement, a dirty streetWalked and worn by shoeless feetInside
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By Marc Almond, Tonight's the night it said in my stars
That love would
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By Marc Almond, One day the devil came above ground
One day the devil
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By Marc Almond, One day the devil came above groundOne day the devil
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By Marc Almond, Sometimes when I'm on my ownMy bed too cold for
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By Marc Almond, Lying in her own asylumLove has her in an endless
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By Marc Almond, Weary of life you retired from the world
The voice in
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By Marc Almond, On a dark night in a lost hour
In a town
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By Marc Almond, Here I am, standing all alone.Seems like I'm a thousand
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By Marc Almond, The one who has me for his ownIs on the
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By Marc Almond, The house is hauntedBy the echo of your last goodbyeThe
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By Marc Almond, Over thereIn the coldStands the HustlerHis eyes are oldHe has
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By Marc Almond, Hail Hail the IdolHail Hail the IdolIdol be badIdol be
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By Marc Almond, On a bed of silken sheets he lay his head
The
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By Marc Almond, The bargemen seeMe growing oldI see the bargemenAging tooWe play
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By Marc Almond, I've spent many a nightLying on my backWaiting for the
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By Marc Almond, And he dances every nightFramed in candlesAnd white white lightAll