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Street Lites - Pulp
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Street Lites Pulp

Street Lites - Pulp
Doorways
Corners
And the street lights dance in your eyes
Behind the cinema
In the rain
In the subway
Where the walls crumble and cover you in fine dust
'Cause we haven't got a home to go to
Touch me
On the back seat, on the top deck
Talk dirty
On the back row
Can you feel me
Against you?
Oh no
We shouldn't
We shouldn't
We shouldn't
I want to
...mmmm...

What're you gonna do if you go home and he's not there?
It wouldn't be the same, if we didn't know it was wrong
Oh touch me and then go whilst I can still taste you
Oh yeah leave me and I'll walk it off in the rain somehow
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