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CITY BOY Heavy Breathing Lyrics
Heavy Breathing
He`s not the type of guy that you`d recognise

There`s nothing to suggest that he`s a prize winner

His only claim to fame is a plaque above his bed says

he`s a good boy.

He`s not the sort of man you could easily like

You can`t exactly say that he`s a nice guy

His only one delight is to see her late at night before the

curtains are drawn.

Chorus

Oooh heavy breathing he`s out of control

Oooh heavy breathing he`d sell you his soul.

You`ll find him in the waiting room just wasting time

Fumbling in his pockets for some loose change

His shoes are even older than the chip upon his shoulder

You`ll find him easily bribed.


He really feels that detante is a dirty word

He`d gladly throw a spanner in the skoda

You`ve got to catch this guy before he reaches

Chou-En-Lai

That`s him succinctly described.


Chorus

Oooh heavy breathing he`s out of control

Oooh heavy breathing he`d sell you his soul
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