| All in my head with thoughts of the Underground
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| On my way to see you again
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| 'Cause we’ve been on this leg so goddamn long
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| It’s hard to see it has an end
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| Oh, it does have an ending
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| But I’m so vicious, dear, to you
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| Although you never give me problems
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| And you’re so kind, so warm to me
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| In my head, there’s so many questions
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| Won’t you go? |
| Don’t be my slave, girl
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| I wouldn’t have it that way
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| You’re so kind, I’m out of my mind, dear
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| Yes, I do, girl, I do, I want to go to Chelsea
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| Oh, just to talk and feel you
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| 'Cause you’ve been hiding, oh, you’ve been hiding out
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| But I’m coming back there to get you
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| Yes, I’m coming to get you
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| But I’m so vicious, dear, to you
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| Although you never give me problems
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| And you’re so kind, so warm to me
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| In my head, there’s so many questions
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| Won’t you go? |
| Don’t be my slave, girl
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| I wouldn’t have it that way
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| You’re so kind, I’m out of my mind, dear
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| (The cities don’t know) I can’t get
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| Well, I’m coming back there to get you
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| Oh, I’m coming to get you
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| But I’m so vicious, dear, to you
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| Although you never give me problems
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| And you’re so kind, so warm to me
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| In my head, there’s so many questions
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| Won’t you go? |
| Don’t be my slave, girl
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| I wouldn’t have it that way
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| You’re so kind, I’m out of my mind, dear |