Words and music by Nigel Clothier
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You may have seen me here or there
Stealing lines from drunken tailors
I don’t rate a second glance
I ain’t that kind of guy
I owe people favours
I wish I didn’t know
Given time I got so much
That I would say to you
Come here tonight
Come here tonight
My door is open
Come here tonight
I saw you at the cinema
You were by yourself
It soon was pretty obvious
You weren’t with no-one else
We watched the film in silence
Twenty feet apart
Surprised you didn’t hush me
You musta heard my heart
My door is open, come on over
Things I didn’t understand
At last make perfect sense
I think you can be taught is what
You came to me and said
Everything we keep love in
Is wafer thin confection
There’s me in the moonlight
Still losing my reception
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