West End Girls (Hifi Sean Remix)

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Sometimes you're better off dead

There's a gun in your hand, it's pointing at your head

You think you're mad, too unstable

Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables

In a restaurant in a West End town

Call the police, there's a madman around

Running down underground

To a dive bar in a West End town

In a West End town, a dead-end world

The East End boys and West End girls

In a West End town, a dead-end world

The East End boys and West End girls

West End girls

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Too many shadows, whispering voices

Faces on posters, too many choices

If? When? Why? What?

I said how much have you got?

Have you got it? Do you get it? If so, how often?

Which do you choose, a hard or soft option?

In a West End town, a dead-end world

The East End boys and West End girls

In a West End town, a dead-end world

The East End boys and West End girls

West End girls

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West End girls

West End girls

In a West End town, a dead-end world

The East End boys and West End girls

In a West End town, a dead-end world

The East End boys and West End girls

West End girls

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West End girls

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West End girls