B l u e P a r a d e - A S a r a h S l e a n F a n s i t e
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Nothing at all half-way He said to me -I guess it�s the only way Only way And when I meet my dying day I won�t be watching the clock Cause I�ve heaved, I�ve wept, I�ve overslept And squeezed out - Every drop Of you dear lips And it�s out there There�ll be songs to sing Lengths to go to And this is just the beginning I am on my feet I�ll be dancing slow And if my fine attention is turned Away from the task at hand Drink up, drink up If you call yourself a man Oh, a man And when I�m meet my dying day I won�t be watching the clock Cause I�ve heaved, I�ve wept, I�ve overslept I�ve squeezed out Every drop Of you dear lips Yes it�s out there There�ll be songs, songs to sing Lengths to go to And this is just the beginning I am on my feet I�ll be dancing slow |