BUSCA

You used to play piano for a living

You stand 6 foot 3 in your heels

And now you're table dancing for a living

And your world has gone to hell



You flew straight into london out of moscow

In 1998

And now some stupid fuckwit in a puffa jacket

Is throwing money at your feet



You do it for the money, you do it for your family

You do it for the best

You think about the money, you think about your family

And don't think about the rest



Now it's just what you do, another day comes

And you just close your eyes and dance

Everyday's the same now, another day comes

Another day another dance



So let's fall in love and run away from here

So let's fall in love and run away from here

So let's fall in love and we can run away from here

So let's fall in love and run away from here



Soon we'll pack all your bags, there's not that much that you'll need

And we'll throw them in the car

Wait around past midnight in the darkened backstreet

Until he locks the door and leaves



And carefully and quickly with the key that you made

We'll break the office and the safe

Take out all the money, take your stolen passport

And we'll head off for the beach



So let's fall in love and run away from here

So let's fall in love and run away from here

So let's fall in love and we can run away from here

So let's fall in love and run away from here



We'll gently lose our old clothes, gently lose our old selves

And leave them on the beach

Sprint into the darkness, sprint into the future

Into the low waves and the sea



Tomorrow is a new day, tomorrow is forever

You'll have everything you need

And no more stupid fuckwit in a puffa jacket

Throwing money at your feet



So let's fall in love and run away from here

So let's fall in love and run away from here

So let's fall in love and we can run away from here

So let's fall in love and run away from here



Well this is what i thought of as i watched you dancing

Around the money at your feet

But all these plans of freedom only seem to work right

When you're staring straight at me



Finish up my last drink, finish what i came for

And lift my head up from my chest

Head into the darkness

I'll be back tomorrow

Another day another dance

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