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Bow bells say goodbye to the last train
Over the river they all go again
Out into leafy nowhere
Hope someones waiting out there
For them
Cabbie has his mind on a fare to the sun
He works nights but its not much fun
Picks up the london yo-yos
All on their own down soho
Take me home
Other people wouldnt like to hear you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our lives
Other people turn around and laugh at you
If you said
That these are the best days
Of our lives
Trellick towers been calling
I know shell leave me in the morning
In hotel cells listening to dial tones