He's watching the girls on the dance floor
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He's watching the light in her hair
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He's praying that love's gonna come soon
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There's a sweet smell of hope in the air
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Just another boy from a steel town
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With the flash of the mill in his eye
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He don't move for hip cool or fashion
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But he knows where the deepest one lies
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And he'd love to be warm
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And he'd love to love you
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So give him some good news
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All the cards on the table
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But don't look that man in the eye
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Say a prayer for the dealer
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And kiss your old life goodbye
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Go to church light a candle
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But don't lose your head for God's sake
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Why is my heart beating faster
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Oh why do my hands start to shake
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'Cos he'd love to be warm
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And he'd love to love you
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So give him some good news
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Good News
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Chris Rea |