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Verse 1
Our story starts like horse drawn cart,
With racy Stacey pulling hard,
The nights were long the moon remained,
To help make her ill gotten gains,
One stolen glance, a hypnotic trance,
To help me on my way,
And all because my gamble didn’t pay.

Verse 2
Stopped confiding in law abiding,
Or enforcing guardians,
Those nights went on and before too long,
I realised I was all alone,
So my slate ain’t clean and my bookie’s mean,
I pay my girl to care,
But each time I go running to her lair.

Chorus
And though it’s dirty love, it’s still love all the same,
Education and kin, yes that must be to blame,
I never felt part of the crowd,
I stayed out of the frame,
Why sit back when you could have your way?

Verse 3
Our story ends with fewer friends,
And standing orders everywhere,
Ten quid a day, that’s what I pay,
To keep her always standing there,
My darling wife, yeah she got life,
Her cell mate that is me,
At least that’s the one thing we know we’ll be.

Chorus
And though it’s dirty love, it’s still love all the same,
Education and kin, yes that must be to blame,
I never felt part of the crowd,
I stayed out of the frame,
Why take a seat when you could use it to have your way?
Why take a seat when you could use it to have your way?
Why take a seat when you could use it to have your way?

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