When you walked into the roomI knew there was nothing I could doWhen you walked into the room, I thought, "Here comes trouble"
You saw the cover of my bookAnd you thought that I was worth a lookI was seeking for a chance to start a conversation
We were getting on, but there were girls in the roomToo much to contemplate, but I was clearly consumedYou had a role to play, but the casting was wrongYou look quite amused
I was merging into youAnd it seemed like the natural thing to doI was younger, younger than I knewYou invited me into your rented room
Well, we swayed right through the roomI knew there was nothing I could doThere are choices that we make that have their own momentum
In a dark, Victorian roomThe summer hill streetlights were creeping throughThere are moments that we face that hold their own magnetism
We were getting on, but there were girls in the roomToo much to contemplate, but I was clearly consumedYou had a role to play, but the casting was wrongYou look quite amused
I was merging into youAnd it seemed like the natural thing to doI was younger, younger than I knewYou invited me into your rented room
I could recognise your distinctive stride from a quarter-mileI'm telling youI could recognise your distinctive smile at a quarter-mile
I was merging into youAnd it seemed like the natural thing to doI was younger, younger than I knewYou invited me into your rented room
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