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[Gus

was a wayward lad
Stepped out one
The to be his bed
The sky his

Newman:]

Neon, neon,
Blue neon in a midnight country field
Cows surround so you lean on, on
So much your become fond of this

Newman + Gus Unger-Hamilton:]

Oh these three worn
Oh, let me whisper the rubbing hands
Of in Verona
I just to love you in my own language

Newman:]

Well that of sex
Good burning wood
The lad laid clean
To two busty from Hornsea
Who a note in black ink

Rowsell:]

Girls above say 'Hi' (Hi)
The road at five feet per year
Along east coastline
Was this first time?
Love is just a button we
Last by the campfire

[Joe Newman and Ellie

Oh three worn words
Oh, let me whisper the rubbing hands
Of in Verona
I just want to love you my own language