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Chris Rea |
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Chris Rea |
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Loving You |
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The night was black with thunder |
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The streets were wet with rain |
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Another day goes under |
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A little bourbon will take the strain |
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And i'm waiting for my take-home french fries |
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She smiled and said 'take me away' |
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We always laughed but i think she means it |
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But i'm dreaming my life away |
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Loving you |
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Loving you the way that i do |
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The weekend cars are leaving |
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In a spray of wind and sound |
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The bar-talk, make believing |
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And the drinks go easy down |
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It's back to the all-night take-away |
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She says 'here comes the man of my dreams' |
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We always laugh but i think she means it |
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And i'm spending my time |
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Just loving you |
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Loving you the way that i do |
