David Bowie Sweet Thing, Candidate, Sweet Thing ( Reprise)
Part One: Sweet Thing It s safe in the city to love in a doorway To wrangle some screams from the dawn And isn t it me, putting pain in a stranger Like a portrait in flesh, who trails on a leash Will you see that I m scared and I m lonely So I ll break up my room, and yawn and I Run to the centre of things Where the knowing one says: Boys, Boys, its a sweet thing Boys, Boys, its a sweet thing, sweet thing If you want it, Boys, get it here, thing Cause hope, Boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing I m glad that you re older than me Makes me feel important and free Does that make you smile, isn t that me I m in your way, and I ll steal every moment If this trade is a curse, then I ll bless you And turn to the crossroads of Hamburg, as in Boys, Boys, its a sweet thing Boys, Boys, its a sweet thing, sweet thing If you want it, Boys, get it here, thing Cause hope, Boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing Part Two: Candidate I ll make you a deal, like any other candidate We ll pretend we re walking home
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