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Lets GoOh won't you take a short walk with meWe'll stroll down to the seven dials And by the light of the waning moon we'll see strange people And strange times And what strange times! It really doesn't matter where I've been I can only tell you what I've seen And it may come now as some surprise To see what's really going on in my eyes Where the meets narrow alleys Seven dials to count all the days And with the stranger for enquiringly face for each to catch the circling rays (the circling rays) It really don't matter what he's seen But can he really tell you where he's been And it will come now as no surprise To see what's really going on in his eyes Make yourself warm come inside There's no slight intended, well nothing implied, a An invitation to sit side by aside With the thief and the beggar and even the snide No pretense, nothing to hide He dwells on every single corner Drives every winding street in vain The overcrowded eternal gaze And doubles back his weary steps again (steps again) Make yourself warm come inside There's no slight intended, well nothing implied, a An invitation to sit side by aside With the thief and the beggar and even the snide Make yourself warm come inside Strap yourself in we're going for a ride No pretense, nothing to hide The thief and the beggar, the jilted bride |