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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