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You took me to Regents Park

It was June and it was dark

You took me to Regents Park

It was June and it was dark

With your lips on top of mine

And your blonde hair and blue eyes

With your lips on top of mine

And your blonde hair and blue eyes

Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen

Twenty-four, twenty-four

Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen

Twenty-four, twenty-four

We went out to see live bands

In the shadows, hold my hand

We went out to see live bands

In the shadows, hold my hand

Typical north south collide

Love to hate you, hate to fight

Typical north south collide

Love to hate you, hate to fight

Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen

Twenty-four, twenty-four

Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen

Twenty-four, twenty-four

Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen

Twenty-four, twenty-four

Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen

Twenty-four, twenty-four