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Albert Hammond - The Sweetest Thing Albert Hammond - The Sweetest Thing | | Broken streets, dirty pavements
Your pretty shoes are dancing in the rain
Careful 'cross this ghetto wasteland
Past the boys who sing
You are the sweetest thing (you are the sweetest thing)
You are the sweetest thing
In the subway they abuse you
Hands that touch but hands that cannot feel
Deep inside your private heaven
Everyone knows
You are the sweetest thing (you are the sweetest thing)
You are the sweetest thing
Nature made you, nature bore you
Somewhat different, different from the rest
Feel this world of toil and trouble
Laying heavy, so heavy on your breast
So heavy on your breast
Racing, rushing through the darkness
Find the light, the light that leads you home
In the doorway, I'll be waiting
To adore you
You are the sweetest thing (you are the sweetest thing)
You are the sweetest thing
One day soon we'll take the highway
New horizons, things you've never seen
In this world you've found your dreamer
And he's singing
You are the sweetest thing (you are the sweetest thing)
You are the sweetest thing
Hush now, sleep, ignore the sirens
Screaming voices, crying to be heard
Dream your dreams, you've found your lover
And he knows that
You are the sweetest thing (you are the sweetest thing)
You are the sweetest thing (you are the sweetest thing)
You are the sweetest thing
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ALBERT HAMMOND JR:
Albert Hammond:
