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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paul Heaton
Paul Heaton
Vocals
Rianne Downey
Rianne Downey
Background Vocals
Pete Marshall
Pete Marshall
Drums
Jonny Lexus
Jonny Lexus
Guitar
Chris Wise
Chris Wise
Background Vocals
Stephen Large
Stephen Large
Piano
Natalie Purton
Natalie Purton
Violin
Sarah Brandwood-Spencer
Sarah Brandwood-Spencer
Violin
Paula Smart
Paula Smart
Violin
Josephine Wells
Josephine Wells
Viola
Liz Hanks
Liz Hanks
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Heaton
Paul Heaton
Composer
Jonny Lexus
Jonny Lexus
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian Broudie
Ian Broudie
Producer
Stephen Harris
Stephen Harris
Mixing Engineer
Tony Cousins
Tony Cousins
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

And if you're wondering what I'd like to do All of it involves me loving you Someone who'll deliver me from blue And promise me that late in life The love grew and grew But after drunken stags are paired with hens After bouquet thrown caused fight with friends Which way love will go, that just depends Will you and I be arm in arm? When sugar rush, it ends Will you and I be arm in arm? When sugar rush, it ends After the sugar rush comes to town Walks right in and pulls your trousers down Will it leave you standing proud as punch Or stood there like some clown? After the gold rush After the initial push After the sugar rush of love And if you're wondering how I'll end the show Holding hands and disappearing slow Our favourite song is on the radio And I can hear you whispering "Baby, please, don't go" So after the sugar rush, please, be there I need to run my fingers through your grey hair And tell you that you must've dropped from thousand feet above Just before that sugar rush of love After the sugar rush comes to town Walks right in and pulls your trousers down Will it leave you standing proud as punch Or stood there like some clown? After the gold rush After the initial push After the sugar rush of love What we gonna do when the sugar rush Fades away and leaves just the two of us? Guess we'll do the same, every one of us Mourn them week after week After the sugar rush comes to town Walks right in and pulls your trousers down Will it leave you standing proud as punch Or stood there like some clown? After the gold rush After the initial push After the sugar rush of love
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