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MacCormack-Manzanera-Wyatt
Es preciso que llegemos a la frontera antes del anochecer
Tenremos que hallarle dondequiera se haya ocultado
Es dudoso que est actor sea capaz de desempenar un papel tan importante
Terminare por creer que Vd no quiere ayudarnos
Cree Vd que podremos convencerle?
Dire a mi empleado que vaya luego a la oficina de la compania de Aviacion
Niega Vd que el acusado hayo injuriado
Al demandante de la manera mas imperdonable?
Sentimos que le sea imposible a Vd asistir a la representacion
Estaba contento de fijarme en que el teatro establa lleno de gente
Hare todo lo possible para volver a verle a Vd
Me asombre de lo que ha sucedidodododo
Es preciso que lleguemos a la fontera antes del anochecer
Tendremos que hallarle dondequierase haya ocultado
Es dudoso que este actor sea capaz de desempenar un papel tan importante
Terminare por creer que Vd no quiere ayudarnos
Cree que podremos convencerle
Dire a mi oooh
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Eno-Manzanera
Taking our time before it's through
Passing our days in old shoes
Sister - think I'm returning to Peru
Wish that I never came here
They can't pronounce my name here
Everyone asks me, "where's Peru?"
In Peru we've lengthened the day
In Peru we've strengthened the dollar
There are mountains pearcing our skies
And the ocean at our shores
I will save up all of my wages
Even retail crumby cosmetics
I will work my passage in stages
As the winter slips away
Miles of golden beaches
Excellent wines and features
Mister - take a week of Gat Peru
Penitent monks to stare at
Colonial dons in old starw hats
Everyone's there in Gay Peru
Oo - poo- Peru
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Manzanera-Wetton
Sometimes when I was younger
I thought I'd found my luck y number
But she drifted away
She'd encourage your advances
Back row movies, midnight chance
Absolutely nothing to say
And as time went by
I found I was looking
For that pebble in the sky
Who was not too shy
But would always satisfy me
Same time next week
Well you've kept your tan quite well I must say
And your figure's getting better every day
But I've something tosay to you
On the subject of confession
I admit to indiscretion
Nothing really just a weekend or two
Well now is that so? I didn't
Really want to know about
The details I've go to go
To meet your sister at nine
And maybe I'll see you same time next week
It must have come as quite a shock to you
To hear people talk as they as people do
So scandalously
Hey I'm a liberated lady
Second generation sister say!
Why don't you want it and
Don't patronise me
Well the problem is with me
You see that you have got
Exactly what I want but she
Has always had what I need
Maybe I'll see you same time next week
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All the peasants in the squares
At the tables and their chairs
Set to salvage certain numbers
From the wonder of the Tundra
And the muses in the gloom
Counting needles in their rooms
On the carpet in the corner
In a kind of secret slumber
While the information rain
Slashed the dirty windowpane to the square
Smokey broads and smoky windows in the square
Come come charmer come on over for the day
Disappearing cocoa forests flash and die
Fortunes crumble all demolished in the bay
Over forty pointed people In the perfect pointed steeple
Looked to see the lucky number
Yes the wonder of the Tundra
Had come up to fame and fortune
Singing his tune, my tune, your tune
Wooing daughters of the gifted
On the carpets and the courtrooms
While the tickets were expensive
The show was quite relentless in the square
Smokey broads and smoky windows in the square
Come come charmer come on over for the day
Disappearing cocoa forests flash and die
Fortunes crumble all demolished in the bay
Dalai Llama lama puss puss
Stella maris missa nobis
Miss a dinner Miss Shapiro
Shampoos pot-pot pinkies pampered
Movement hampered like at Christmas
Ha-ha isn't life a circus
Round in Circles like the Archers
Always stiff and always starchy
Yes it's happening and it's fattening
And it's all that we can get into the show
Smokey broads and smoky windows in the square
Come come charmer come on over for the day
Disappearing cocoa forests flash and die
Fortunes crumble all demolished in the bay
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MacCormack-Manzanera
Bright lights and the city lights are all that I need
Got away from the country life they're all friends to me
But the roar of the streets and the cold window pane
Keeps me from you
Sidewalk talk in the bitter night brings a kid down so fast
Sit in bars watching cars I'm just hoping to see you pass
But the scream off the street and the cold window pane
Keeps me from you
Some way one day we're on our own
Put out my hands and touch your face
Some way can't say I'm all alone don't recognise this time ot place
I see your face in
Strange sights in the car headlights of the shop front display
See me glide on the city tide am I Stealing your heart away
Or does the lure of the street and this cold window pain
Keep me from you
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