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Hey-ya
Hey
Oh, you, alright
It's gonna be a silly one tonight
I don't have to say that
Hey, sweet surrender, talking about the Quayside
Hey, you remember we used to run and hide
In the shadow of the cargoes, I take you one at a time
We're counting all the numbers down to the waterline
(Hey)
Well, uh, me I'm missing on the dogleap stairways
French kissing in the darkened doorways
A foghorn blowing out wild and cold
A policeman, he shines a light upon my shoulder
Hey
Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the night
Over my shoulder, all you can see are the pilot lights
No money in our jackets and our jeans are torn
Oh, your hands are cold, but your lips are warm
She can see him on the jetty that they used to know
She can feel him in the places where the sailors go
She's walking by the river or the railway line
She can still hear him whisper
Let's go down to the waterline, c'mon


















