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Come take a walk in sunny South Kensington. Any day of the week. See the girl with the silk Chinese blouse on. You know she ain't no freak Come loon soon down Cromwell Road, man. You got to
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you square biz I'm talkin' square biz to you, baby. Square, square biz. I'm talkin' love that is. Square, square biz I'm talkin' square biz to you, baby. Square, square biz. I'm talkin' love that
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you square biz I'm talkin' square biz to you, baby. Square, square biz. I'm talkin' love that is. Square, square biz I'm talkin' square biz to you, baby. Square, square biz. I'm talkin' love that
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. . . The sun came up and we'd improvise Congo Square on a dope patoi, Congo Square on a dope patoi. Congo Square on a dope patoi, all eyes open on Yeshua (Jesus) Lester (Young) was there, so was Ms. Badu
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a good ol' time. Don't be scared, cus there ain't nuttin' to worry 'bout,. Let your hair down,. And square dance with me!. Y'all C'mon now,. Let's all get on down,. Let's do-si-do now,. We gon' have a
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Youre so square. Baby, youre so square Oh, you dont like greasy diners. You dont like sleazy bands. You just want to go to a movie show. And sit there holding hands Youre so square. Baby I dont
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back to square one Hook 1. Said she don't go wanna go back to square one. I just wanna be the one Verse 2. In the dark, it's brand new. You're teaching me, I'm teaching you. Imagination, i wanna
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to boast. But I love ya square biz. I'm talkin' square biz to ya baby. Square, square biz. I'm talkin' love, that is. Square, square biz. I'm talkin' square biz to ya baby. Square, square biz
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Square. . I wandered the highways from Dublin to Berkeley. And I heard the songbirds of Ballyporeen. But I love like a fountain. And it left me with nothing. Just the memories of walking through
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That certain night, the night we met. There was magic abroad in the air. There were angels dining at the Ritz. And a nightingale sang in Berkley Square. . I may be right, I may be wrong. But
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That certain night, the night we met. There was magic abroad in the air. There were angels dining at the Ritz. And a nightingale sang in Berkley Square. . I may be right, I may be wrong. But
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That certain night, the night we met. There was magic abroad in the air. There were angels dining at the Ritz. And a nightingale sang in Berkley Square. . I may be right, I may be wrong. But
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Ion square, perspex swings, I breathe out, you breathe in. Permanent midnight, our love, our love. How we've come to depend on each other to the end. The space between us has disappeared. You
