Oh, what's the matter?
Oh no
It's no better
I've been thinking it
Because of you, these things I do.
Because of you, because
I'll only ask you once more
You only want to
[come on eileen]
[come on eileen]
Poor old Johnny Ray sounded sad
Back in sixty-eight in a sweaty club
Before Jimmys machine
You gave me your ace card
I gave you my
I was thinking of a compromise when
I saw the beauty
I'll show you them now, those boys without cares
Who'd swapped
Youre looking to win it, but not taking it in
Jackie Wilson said it was reet petite
I kind of love
The world lives in your front room
Youre sitting happy
I've often thought about
The men where I came from
Pure, this must be, it has to be
Pure, let's make
Nobody tells you
You end up knowing
Bad habits: you should sleep
They all dedicate lines to you
Thin lines, easy seen
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