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Hampstead girl on Parliament Hill
Drinks in the situation
Hampstead brown not dressed to kill
In a thousand variations
And her blue ayes
See those dark shadows in the sky
And her choir like voice
Cries for love
And you'd do anything you could
Just bring back the smile to her face
Take all the blue out of her eyes
And fill up the empty space
With love and affection
Take all the gray out of this town
Give your protection if she'd just turn 'round
Outside she smiles at the people but inside she cries
Inside Hampstead girl in the Vale of Health
With a hundred imitations
Hears the magic in the church bells
But still longs for invitations
And you'd like to take her with you
But the time is never right
And so you lose her
When you go back down to the other side of town