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Dirty old river, must you keep rolling, flowing into the night |
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People so busy make me feel dizzy, taxi lights shine so bright |
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But i don’t need no friends |
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As long as I gaze on Waterloo Sunset, |
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Every day I look at the world from my window |
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The chilly chilliest evening time, Waterloo sunset’s fine. |
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Terry meets Julie, Waterloo Station, every Friday night |
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But I am so lazy, don’t want to wander, I stay at home at night |
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As long as I gaze on Waterloo Sunset, |
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Every day I look at the world from my window |
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The chilly chilliest evening time, Waterloo sunset’s fine. |
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Millions of people swarming like flies round Waterloo underground |
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Terry and Julie cross over the river |
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where they feel safe and sound |
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And they don’t need no friends |
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As long as they gaze on Waterloo Sunset, |
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Every day I look at the world from my window |
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The chilly chilliest evening time, Waterloo sunset’s fine. |
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