You took me to Regents Park
It was June and it was dark
You took me to Regents Park
It was June and it was dark
With your lips on top of mine
And your blonde hair and blue eyes
With your lips on top of mine
And your blonde hair and blue eyes
Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen
Twenty-four, twenty-four
Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen
Twenty-four, twenty-four
We went out to see live bands
In the shadows, hold my hand
We went out to see live bands
In the shadows, hold my hand
Typical north south collide
Love to hate you, hate to fight
Typical north south collide
Love to hate you, hate to fight
Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen
Twenty-four, twenty-four
Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen
Twenty-four, twenty-four
Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen
Twenty-four, twenty-four
Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen
Twenty-four, twenty-four
