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I worship the ground that you walk on Give praise to the place where you sit Your face and the space that you talk from Your teeth and those unlucky lips I gave you my name and independence And the best seven years of my life With twelve months suspended from sentence And fifty-two lovely black eyes Love ain't like the movies It blisters and bruises Knocks you about with its fists It leaves you a wreckage All postaged and packaged Sealed with a Glasgow kiss You're as pure as the driven And I should be in prison Or under a lorry Because I hit you and I'm sorry But love ain't like the movies It blisters and bruises Bites like a Doberman Never home sober And leaves you a wreckage All postaged and packaged Sealed with a Glasgow kiss I desecrated the ground that you walk on Put nails in the place where you sit I wasted the space that you talk from Your teeth and your unlucky lips Come kiss me Come kiss me Come kiss me Come kiss me Kiss me |