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It’s
a dark street in the middle of the night, there’s
a viscious wind blowing everything about
There’s
a supermarket shopping bag caught up in the branches of a tree
There’s
another mile to go but what’s another mile to me?
I’ve
been walking nearly half of the night, the
trains aren’t running and the buses are on strike
The
tubes are out of action, so what else can a poor girl do?
I’ve
gotta keep on walking cos I’ve gotta get home to you
I’m
too scared to hitch-hike, don’t have a motorbike and trolleybuses
went out of style
There’s
someone in the back seat of every single taxi, another one just went
by
I’d
have called you up but the telephones are down, I
dialled the number but I didn’t hear a sound
I
called the operator but the operator couldn’t put me through
I’ve
gotta keep on walking cos I’ve gotta get home to you
You
said when you texted me you’d willingly collect me, you
didn’t know where and when
I
tried to reply but my mobile phone died just as I was pressing
“send”
I’ve
been walking nearly half of the night, I
put my right before my left foot, then my left before my right
I
would have got here sooner if I didn’t have a hole in my shoe
I’ve
gotta keep on walking cos I’ve gotta get home to you
I
don’t know morse code, telegrams are out of vogue, the
internet cafés are closed
I
don’t have psychic powers, smoke signals are not allowed, we’re
living in a smokeless zone
I’ve
been walking nearly half of the night, the
trains aren’t running and the buses are on strike
The
tubes are out of action, so what else can a poor girl do?
I’ve
gotta keep on walking cos I’ve gotta get home to you
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