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Wings Of Love
03:11
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Every day I'm here shaking like a leaf
Bring me back some light relief
Take me back to what I once was
I need you girl I feel it in my core
You pull away and pour it on
That little bit more
And I need you now
I really do
On the wings of love
You come smiling and shining right through
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Post-Christmas Lullaby
03:17
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If you came out dancing, romantically prancing
We could shut out the post-Christmas blues
Just as long as you can step to me through the doorway of the Spaniard's Inn
We can shut out all the Brexit blues
Eccentric and proud, let's go laughing at the athletes
Lovers of hounds, let's walk those hounds of love
Eccentric and proud, take me away from all this anguish
Lovers of hounds, let's walk those hounds of love
Emily this is your post-Christmas lullaby
You can do with it what you will
Just as long as you still step to me through the doorway of the Spaniard's Inn
We can shut out all the Brexit blues
Eccentric and proud, let's go laughing at the athletes
Lovers of hounds, let's walk those hounds of love
Eccentric and proud, take me away from all this anguish
Lovers of hounds, let's walk those hounds of love
Oh baby please come on down
I was lost now I'm found
In the cold and dark mid-winter
You did stand and deliver
Oh baby please come on down
I was lost now I'm found
In the cold and dark mid-winter
You did stand and deliver baby
Emily this is your post-Christmas lullaby
You can do with it what you will
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You Struck Me Down
03:53
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Now you've found the best of me I'm thanking you for that
You are a pain selector with a purple magic hat
And all I ever wanted was to roll two deep
You just fell out of nowhere you just fell at my feet
You just hit me right up
And you struck me down
With a South London swagger and a rude girl frown
You just hit me right up
And you struck me down
With a Mitcham swagger and a rude girl frown
I'd swim to Tooting lido in the middle of the night
For one of your sweet kisses and the chance to hold you tight
Step to any road man who got up in your grill
Cos when we are apart you know I'm a cat at the windowsill
You just hit me right up
And you struck me down
With a South London swagger and a rude girl frown
You just hit me right up
And you struck me down
With a Mitcham swagger and a rude girl frown
Is there anything that you want?
Is there anything that you need?
I'd buy you biscuits, sugar and tea
To have you climbing up my family tree
You just hit me right up
And you struck me down
With a South London swagger and a rude girl frown
You just hit me right up
And you struck me down
With a South London swagger and a rude girl frown
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