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I’m flying over buildings baby with the bats on a Sydney night.
I’m putting in my mouthguard honey and my gloves for a title fight.
Oh oh oh I’m lying down with gamblers and getting up with a poker face.
If I can get my act together then I’m hoping for Amazing Grace.
It’s hard to stand up straight in her room with the bodies underneath the rug.
I swear she’s got a reputation as a taxidermist of lost love.
Oh oh oh I swear I’m being poisoned but the doctors can’t find a trace.
If I’m gonna get my drink spiked honey then I hope it’s by Amazing Grace.
She spends her time in trenches with her fists so tightly clenched it's a wonder she can find the time.
Some say she’s stand-offish and be careful she’ll demolish you if you’re fool enough to speak your mind.
Now they’re lining up the street, just to greet.
With the banners and flags in their hands, marching bands.
And somehow everything turned around, and she’s in a crown.
Waving to the crowds as drives past on her way.