| As I was walking 'round Grosvenor Square
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| Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air
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| From the other direction, she was calling my eye
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| It could be an illusion but I might as well try, might as well try
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| She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes
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| And I knew without asking she was into the blues
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| She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
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| I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls
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| In the heat of the evening when the dealing got rough
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| She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff
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| As I picked up my matches and was closing the door
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| I had one of those flashes, I’d been there before, been there before
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| Well, I ain’t often right but I’ve never been wrong
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| It seldom turns out the way it does in this song
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| Once in a while you get shown the light
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| In the strangest of places if you look at it right
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| Well there ain’t nothing wrong with the way she moves
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| Or scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues
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| And there’s nothing wrong with the look that’s in her eyes
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| I had to learn the hard way, I had to let her pass by, let her pass by
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| Wind in the willow’s playing «Tea For Two»
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| The sky was yellow and the sun was blue
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| Strangers stopping strangers just to shake their hand
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| Everybody’s playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band
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| Long distance runner
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| What you standing there for?
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| Get up, get up
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| Get out of the door
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| You’re playing cold music
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| On the barroom floor
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| Drowned in your laughter
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| And dead to the core
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| There’s a dragon with matches
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| That’s loose on the town
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| Take a whole pail of water
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| Just to cool him down
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| Fire, fire on the mountain
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| Fire, fire on the mountain
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| Fire, fire on the mountain
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| Fire, fire on the mountain
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| Almost ablaze
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| Still you don’t feel the heat
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| It takes all you got
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| Just to stay on the beat
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| You say it’s a living
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| We all gotta eat
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| But you’re here alone
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| There’s no one to compete
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| If mercy’s in business
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| I wish it for you
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| More than just ashes
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| When your dreams come true
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| Fire, fire on the mountain
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| Fire, fire on the mountain
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| Fire, fire on the mountain
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| Fire, fire on the mountain
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| Long distance runner
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| What you holding out for?
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| Caught in slow motion
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| In a dash for the door
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| The flame from your stage
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| Has now spread to the floor
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| You gave all you had
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| Why you wanna give more?
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| The more that you give
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| The more it will take
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| To the thin line beyond which
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| You really can’t fake
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| Fire, fire on the mountain
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| Fire, fire on the mountain
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| Fire, fire on the mountain
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| Fire, fire on the mountain |