| He took her in his
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| Zephyr
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| They sat like salt and pepper
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| Looking out across the city
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| From
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| Lover’s Leap
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| is pretty
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| The lights they flick and flutter
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| He told her how he loved her
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| Next night he called for her
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| But dad protected daughter
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| And told him she was poorly
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| A lie was told there surely
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| So Michael felt rejected
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| This wasn’t quite expected
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| He drove off to his local
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| Where he felt anti-social
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| She cried all night at missing
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| The boy she could be kissing
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| While he was falling over
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| He drunk himself back sober
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| And went home in a taxi
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| And crashed out in the back seat
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| He slept just like a baby
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| Which he hadn’t done just lately
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| He saw her in the morning
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| Out with his sister
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| Pauline
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| She felt all shy and soppy
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| He acted cool and cocky
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| He said tonight at Charlie’s
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| There’s going to be a party
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| I’ll meet you at half seven
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| She visualized the heaven
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| If you ever change your mind
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| Which you do from time to time
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| Never chew a pickle
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| With a little slap and tickle
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| You have to throw the stone
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| To get the pool to ripple
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| That night they danced together
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| It looked like love forever
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| He put his hand on her leg
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| You should have heard what she said
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| He tried again much later
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| It seemed to aggravate her
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| He drove home in silence
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| Avoiding all violence
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| She said let’s watch the city
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| From Lover’s Leap is pretty
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| I think I need the fresh air
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| She put a comb through her hair
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| Then while she turned to kiss him
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| And very nearly missed him
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| She put her hand on his leg
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| He felt her tongue in his head |