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Walking for miles to get my love
To find she was not there
In the window of hope and glory
The tears ran down her face
She was only 17
But you was with another guy
How can I say I do?
When you don’t even seem to have a clue?
Is it just the way I feel?
Take me out tonight
Let’s get drunk so we can say how it might have been
Talking clocks and walking toys
Is a good plan for now
When the love has gone away
The fields are black
The gold has gone take me on my plane
Of ecstasy
Do you love me?
I don’t think so
The mind has passed the day has gone
So where meant to believe
Changing clocks walking toys
Seems the way to go
You got one love they said to me
As am dancing to my tune
Dj hasn’t got a clue
He’s only got eyes for Mary sue
As the day brings new hope
Stuck in my eye is this old rope
It gets tighter everyday
You got one love you got to make it real
Don’t believe what the papers say
Your only 17
The power I have made
I want to get laid
Are you still there my love?
Am sitting here in the dark dark sky
People look so small now
Thanks very much
That talking clock, it wasn’t meant to be.
Walking for miles to get my love
To find she was not there
In the window of hope and glory
The tears ran down her face
She was only 17
But you was with another guy
How can I say I do?
When you don’t even seem to have a clue?
Is it just the way I feel?
Take me out tonight
Let’s get drunk so we can say how it might have been
Talking clocks and walking toys
Is a good plan for now
When the love has gone away
The fields are black
The gold has gone take me on my plane
Of ecstasy
Do you love me?
I don’t think so
The mind has passed the day has gone
So where meant to believe
Changing clocks walking toys
Seems the way to go
You got one love they said to me
As am dancing to my tune
Dj hasn’t got a clue
He’s only got eyes for Mary sue
As the day brings new hope
Stuck in my eye is this old rope
It gets tighter everyday
You got one love you got to make it real
Don’t believe what the papers say
Your only 17
The power I have made
I want to get laid
Are you still there my love?
Am sitting here in the dark dark sky
People look so small now
Thanks very much
That talking clock, it wasn’t meant to be.
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