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Shot at Politics Lyrics

All this time, you shut me out
Cos I'm not worth, you talking about

I don't love you, but I'd like to
get to know you if you like.
I could take you out some time.
Her friends said "take her to the pictures"
You said "no" but they insisted so we met at five to nine
She longs to work in politics
and wants to make a change
I don't care for her policies
But I'd vote for a beautiful face

She took me to a special place underneath the stars
Filled me in on this and that, and what she'd do with cars.
We don't need a future. Or a wrong or right.
It's not about tomorrow, it's the way I feel tonight

So I sat reading the paper
One year, three months, two weeks later
And guess who's centre stage
The politician on a mission
She comes out in pole position
And her face jumped from the page
So now she works in politics
And wants to make a change
I don't care for her policies
But she's ringing on my doorbell again

She took me to a special place underneath the stars
Filled me in on this and that, and what she'd do with cars
We don't need a future. Or a wrong or right.
It's not about tomorrow, it's the way I feel tonight
She took me to a special place underneath the stars
Filled me in on this and that, and what she'd do with cars
We don't need a future. Or a wrong or right.
It's not about tomorrow, it's the way I feel tonight
I'm beneath her.
I'm beneath her.
I'm beneath her.
I'm beneath her.

She took me to a special place underneath the stars.
Filled me in on this and that,
and what she'd do with cars
We don't need a future. Or a wrong or right.
It's not about tomorrow, it's the way I feel tonight.

She took me to a special place underneath the stars.
Filled me in on this and that,
and what she'd do with cars
We don't need a future. Or a wrong or right.
It's not about tomorrow, it's the way I feel tonight.
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