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What was it I saw in New York

I'm not the same anymore

How will I hide these feelings inside

Call my girl ont he phone

Neon lights shine brgith

Taxi cabs glide by

Aeroplanes they fly high up in the sky

Pretty girl says Hi

What's the worst job you've had

What do you read

What's driving you mad

Met the cigarette girl took a note of her charmd

But no cigar

Met the Indie Cool Queen

Took me out to the bar

And showed me the scene

My little girl I can't find

She's five hours behind

It's the singer not the song

Something's gone wrong

Said the spider to the fly

Do I like this girl

It's such a big world

I like the tone of her voice

I loved the sound of her voice

When I get back to London from outer space

Will it fall into place

I'll hold onto my smile

Find my girl in a while

Look myself in the face

Don't know what you see

Am I playing in your movie

You're in my magazine

Are you talking to me

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