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The mixture between,
The fantastic dream,
And the fear,
You wonder where she is,
This afternoon.
And does it get on your nerves,
Make you slightly perturbed,
That there's things that you don't know about her?
And even the places that she's never been with yer, seem awful empty without her.
You can't look into those eyes,
Down no telephone line,
What if you were right first time? x2
The mixture between,
The fantastic dream,
And the fear,
You wonder where she is,
This afternoon.
And with the needle in groove
Its there all too prove
And they tell me are your feet still tappin?
I know theres a first for the trip over the water
Was this the worst that could happen?
You can't look into those eyes,
Down no telephone line,
What if you were right first time?
Translate to:
The mixture between,
The fantastic dream,
And the fear,
You wonder where she is,
This afternoon.
And does it get on your nerves,
Make you slightly perturbed,
That there's things that you don't know about her?
And even the places that she's never been with yer, seem awful empty without her.
You can't look into those eyes,
Down no telephone line,
What if you were right first time? x2
The mixture between,
The fantastic dream,
And the fear,
You wonder where she is,
This afternoon.
And with the needle in groove
Its there all too prove
And they tell me are your feet still tappin?
I know theres a first for the trip over the water
Was this the worst that could happen?
You can't look into those eyes,
Down no telephone line,
What if you were right first time?