You might see me in the paper 

Or hear me on the radio 

And you'll probably imagine 

That I've forgotten you 

Long long ago 

Well I couldn't if i tried 

Though you might think i tell a lie 

I'll hold you in my memory 

From now 

Until the day I die 

Bomber jackets and young girls smile 

Valentines and county trials 

Meeting at the mercy gates 

All afternoon I couldn't wait 

My thoughts 

Were just of kissing you 

Now I might be mistaken 

But I think we met somewhere before 

Was I drunk and stoned and dancing 

On some salt hill disco's slippy floor 

With you nose on someone's shoulder 

Slow dancing tightly intertwined 

I wish we swapped our partners 

And continued dancing 

Till he end of time 

Bomber jackets and young girls smile 

Valentines and county trials 

Meeting at the mercy gates 

All afternoon I couldn't wait 

Duffel coats and desert boots 

The teacher spoke of Brian Boru 

My thoughts were just of kissing you 

My thoughts were just of kissing you



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