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    Dido:
    My love has gone
    His boots no longer by my door
    He left at dawn and as I slept, I felt him go
    {Loop of Erik Satie, as in Pet Shop Boys Jack The Lad}
    Maxi Jazz:
    New York, New York, temperatures droppin
    The bands out shoppin, not stoppin til ears pop
    Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
    And it never stops
    Im waitin to do an interview, so much to tell you
    Today I feel close enough to smell you
    Additional dates they were plannin just fell through
    Floridas out
    We fly September 22 to Heathrow,
    but theres not really long to go
    Tonight will be a brilliant show
    Lettin you know I miss you
    More than four hits the floor at a party
    Send my love to everybody
    Please, send my love to everybody
    (everybody everybody everybody...)
    Send my love to everybody
    (everybody everybody everybody...)
    Honey, Im writin from D.C., feelin queasy
    Stayin healthy on the road isnt easy
    The TM recommends an antigen
    One of them could resist again
    I miss you like a lock in the door
    Whats more, I go to sleep with my Walkman
    cause half the crew snored
    Dont mean to be a bore, everybodys been great,
    But theres fifteen of us in a bus state-to-state
    So I stay up late with a tape, or meditate
    My bed is travellin at fifty-five m.p.h.
    When we make it to LA, Ill still be miles away
    Its not my best day
    Im a get some rest, God bless
    Dido:
    My love has gone
    (wo wo)
    My love has gone
    (has has has ...)
    (wo wo)
    Maxi Jazz:
    We just stopped a diner so Im takin time to write a few lines
    Im fine, sunshine, the bus drivers
    reclinin by the grass as the trucks pass
    Gleamin with the flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen
    As for us, theres too much to relate
    Weve done five gigs, yet were only in our third state
    Americas big, youd love how they pile up your plate
    Only place in the world even I can gain weight
    Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware
    Open air, theres a rumor Melle Melll be there
    Anyway, all my love, God bless, Im yawning
    I really miss watching you get dressed in the morning
    Dido:
    My love has gone
    (wo wo)
    My love has gone
    (wo wo)
    My love has gone
    No earthly ships will ever
    Bring him home
    [ Postcards Lyrics ]
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