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Richard Thompson Daring Adventures

Oh the drones on the corner don't look her in the eye when she comes out to play And three times now at the Club Chi-Chi they've turned her away Last

Oh I care for you, honey, at my own expense But something's spoiling my sentiments You open your mouth and it makes no sense All you ever give me is

Keep your weight on the Dead Man's Handle Or the wheels won't hold the rail Keep your weight on the Dead Man's Handle Or the steam brake's bound to fail

False hand in false hand Down Lovers' Lane, we walked, we two Love sold for fool's gold Down Lovers' Lane, we walked, we two On your back I'll climb

Hailstones and a sickle moon and the north wind races One more night of running my mind over lost embraces The steps you made when you walked away Still

Oh Valerie! You give me heart attack Oh Valerie! You put me on the rack Oh you say that I'm history, you say I'm no good Then you want to be two babes