It's freezing in Bristol There's love on the telly A girl grinning at me She's doing the shimmy
And she's cool And she's skinny And she's a fool For the last living rock king
It's her thrill It's her wonder It's her will It's her way home She's right where she always wanted to be She can't change
It's lightening in London There's shit on the telly You're pushing my buttons You know how to touch me
And I knew That you'd choose me By the times That you tried to refuse me
It's your thrill It's your wonder It's your will It's your way home You're right where you always wanted to be You can't change
It's morning in Philly My head's feeling heavy The sun makes me dizzy You monkey you left me
And I know That you miss me By the way That you kiss and resist me
It's my thrill It's my wonder It's my will It's my way home I'm right where I always dreamed I would be I can't change
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