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Catatonia - Arabian Derby lyrics
I never feared the rain Until you turned to me And said you’d failed again It makes a perfect day so lame And leads us halfway to nowhere And so the players have changed Soon we’ll memorise the names But somehow something’s never quite the same Still we can make a claim, you can count us in again Cos everyone’s a winner baby Hedge your bets, get set and maybe We could be the first to cross the line Get up, get set, get ready Get high, get low, get even Cos we’re living in inimitable style Chasing the ultimate prize You’d make a fine millionaire It’s only natural to celebrate But someone’s got to be there to pay And we never get there So take some time on our own We burn enough alone Close but still not fully grown Pulling marrow from a bone But there’s no turning back So count us in again Cos everyone’s a winner baby Hedge your bets, get set and maybe We could be the first to cross the line Get up, get set, get ready Get high, get low, get even Cos we’re living in inimitable style Chasing the ultimate prize Going back to the old house The Marigolds just go to show That some of us should never have left home But I’m still counting Another flash in the pan A quick and instant forming tan It seems to grow on me Taking inches from a mile But I’m all for throwing it on the line |
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