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Brexit at Tiffany’s
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The Streets
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First hour of the day, always get so much done So much was undone The sun came up in London Over breakfast, I had an epiphany Meet me on Bond Street You talk like traffic I'm tryin' to cross the road But who wants pedestrian? Black taxis' ma** You signal something jumbled that I just have to love You call me Jack the Ripper, I'm so about these gaslights The gaslights look old They would cast light, looking cold If the night wasn't over Aimless on my feet like any old James on Bond Street Manicured pavements Manicured behaviour Over breakfast I had an epiphany Meet me on Bond Street Brexit at Tiffany's Nostalgic for glamour that never happеned Put your fork in the ham on a gingham table Pour thе A**am and spill on the porcelain saucer I don't listen to music like you do I listen to the same song over and over Together in leather In umbrella weather There's no window dressing us I can't afford the price Blurry people walk past, as I remain starin' Like a Dirty Diana teapot Let's commemorate us Get the silver engraved in loving memory Over breakfast I had an epiphany Meet me on Bond Street Brexit at Tiffany's Over breakfast I had an epiphany Meet me on Bond Street Your face is a foreign language Like an Arabic Rolex Façades of London Meet me on Bond Street
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