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Whites Of Her Eyes

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The whites of her eyes
They were showing again
She was dancing on the tables at ten past ten
She looked like an out of work actress

Who'd be lucky, to see twenty-three
I only met this girl six months ago
She got me in the grip
And she will not let go
I asked her if she'd like a drink
She stops, spins on her heels
And winks at me

I've seen this type of thing before
London girl turns up
Northern lad on the floor
You can tell its not the first time
And it definitely won't
Ever ever ever be the last
Twinkle toes in her white plimsoles
Legs up to the skys like firemans poles
You can tell she'd had
A very entertaining past as she goes

As she burns a three by four
On the dance floor

The whites of her eyes are showing again
The whites of her eyes are showing again
The whites of her eyes are showing again
The whites of her eyes are showing again

The whites of her eyes
The whites of her eyes
The whites of her eyes
The whites of her eyes

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