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She sits by the window I sit by the aisle The hostess pours the drinks With a practiced smile We talk about sunshine As we touch down Now we are the foreigners And you're not around Divide by eight, multiply by five Divide by eight, multiply by five Counting kilometres Trying to translate Is this what I wanted? This twist of fate Watching people take pictures With expensive cameras Through dirty windows Of foreign cars Divide by eight, multiply by five Divide by eight, multiply by five Divide by eight, multiply by five Divide by eight, multiply by five Playing with a calculator I'm counting the cost I feel so cheated At every border cross I'll send you a postcard I wish you were here You think that I'm joking I've never been more sincere Divide by eight, multiply by five