Last night, I had a dream about everybody here
You were all wearing smart red tops in the opening scene
Looking at me kinda strange 'cos I was wearing old jeans

Talking to each other
The cigarettes you smoke have no smoke to blow

(At me) a little word in your ear
(At me) a little word in your ear, girl
(At me) a little word in your ear
(At me) a little word in your ear, girl

You've got the days mixed up in your diary
You sent the moment back to have it redone
Because you sing, but I know that you'll never sing to me
Comes to my attention, that when you talk, you always talk

(At me) a little word in your ear
(At me) a little word in your ear, girl

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