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The Charlatans
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The Blonde Waltz
Lyricist:Martin Victor Blunt, Jon Brookes, Timothy Burgess, Mark Vincent Collins, Tony Rodgers
Oh! My love, my darling young son All we need is a hungry council Clean livin' it's all here in your home
Wouldn't it be nice to get away? Shout! Morning, how are you today? My hands are blazin' My arms are broken
I looked you up, I read your book I held you up, I kept you good I guess I didn't really take a look I guess, I'm your man
Oh! My love be quiet and be quick I found a house to live, keep out the weather I'm blind and I'm sick
I heard the sound of thunder In the place where all the poets sing I couldn't get out, I couldn't get in I'm hearing you, I'm hearing you
I looked up, I found love I couldn't see I'll soon be 33 I guess, I didn't really want to see I guess, I'm your man
Oh Lord, I feel my footsteps go on All we need is a loving council to keep living Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And I'll keep moving on?
I'll keep my guard and find another farm Find a hospital to fix a broken arm Be a pedigree on a higher ground Come with me, come with me
Been run on, been walked on Been spat on, been whispered to I guess I didn't mean to hurt you
I don't even try not to think about it Build yourself a ship and you destroy it? I always have to check to see if I'm still breathing
Oh! My love, my darling young son Go rest your weary head I will pray for good to come
Wouldn't it be nice to get away? Shout! Good morning, how are you today? My hands are blazing My arms are broken
I took you up, I read your book I looked you up, I kept you good I guess I didn't really take a look I guess, I'm your man I guess, I'm your man
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