Things - Robbie Williams
Ev'ry night I sit here by my window (window)
Starin' at the lonely avenue (avenue)
Watching lovers holdin' hand 'n' laughin' (hahaha)
And thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do
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(Thinkin' of things) Like a walk in the park
(Things) Like a kiss in the dark
(Things) Like a sailboat ride
(Yeah-yeah) What about the night we cried?
Things like a lover's vow
Things that we don't do now
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And heartaches are the friends I'm talkin' to (but you got me
now)
When I'm not thinkin' of-a just how much I love you (i love
you too)
Well, I'm-a thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do
(used to do)
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I still can hear the jukebox softly playin' (playin')
And the face I see each day belongs to you (belongs to you)
Though there's not a single sound and there's nobody else
around
Well, it's-a just me thinkin' of the things we used to do
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And the heartaches are the friends I'm talkin' to
Ya got me thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do
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Jane: You were rubbish in that
Rob: Don't start that with me on this album
Jane: Why did you do it like that, that time
Rob: For start to finish there you said I'm wrong
Jane: You said I had to think about Kylie when I was doing
this and I was
Rob: You obviously weren't thinking about Kylie, you were
thinking about June Whitfield
Jane: I can't hear you, I can't hear you
Rob: Well you were thinking about June Whitfield that's who
you were thinking about.
Jane: I had to think about somebody and you told me Kylie
Rob: Well listen, you just came in wrong and then it got
progressively worse from there. You started it wrong....
Jane: I can't hear you you're cutting out
Rob: It went bad, bad, bad right towards the end
Jane: Who said bad? When you sang
Rob: No when you sang
Jane: No
Rob: Yes you can hear me, look you started this on your last
album, I don't want anything to do it, I'm going, goodbye.
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