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Here I go around and around
Sick inside and eyes to the ground
Looking for a sign to set me free
In my chic cold misery
Step we gaily, on we go
Heel to heel and toe to toe
Lock me away, I need to unwind
Did you ever hear anything so unkind
From your window?
Listen, remembering with deep regret
How we used to dance in a discoteque
Ask me why I say dance to forget
My fall from grace, my losing face
These are the tears, the tears I can't hide
The pride inside, I can't deny
The hurt, the pain, all thrown out
My window
I trusted you
Listen I step
Down to the arcade
And I see my relection in the window
And I feign affection for that window
I could be kidding you on
I could be kidding you on and on...
I step down to the arcade
And I see my reflection in the window
Come step down to the arcade
And we'll laugh at our reflections in the window-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- Texas Fever (Remastered)
- The Orange Juice (Remastered)
- Rip It Up (Remastered)
- The Glasgow School
- Now That’s What I Call Music! 1983
- Uncut: Eight Miles High: 19 Tracks Inspired by The Byrds
- A Strange Kind of Love
- Uncut 2003.02: Rebellious Jukebox
- The Very Best of Orange Juice
- Rip It Up
- Ostrich Churchyard
- The Fruit of the Original Sin
- The Orange Juice
- Texas Fever
- Indie #1: 1976-1980
- Going Underground
- The R.E.M. Collection (disc 3: Peter Buck Presents)
- Celtic Rock
- One Too Twee: An Indiepop Retrospective