| Wide boys, wide boys, wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian.
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| Wide boys, wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian.
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| Wide boys, we were wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian.
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| These hearts of Lothian.
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| It’s six o’clock in the tower blocks,
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| The stalagmites of culture shock, (culture shock)
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| And the trippers of the light fantastic, bowdown, hoedown
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| Spray their pheremones on this perfume uniform.
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| And anarchy smiles in the Royal Mile.
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| And they’re waiting on the Slyboys, flyboys, wideboys.
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| Rooting, tooting Cowboys, lucky little ladies at the watering holes.
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| They’ll score the Friday night goals.
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| I was born, with a heart of Lothian.
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| I was born, with a heart of Lothian.
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| I was born, with a heart of Lothian.
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| With a heart of Lothian.
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| II) Curtain Call
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| And the man from the magazine,
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| Wants another shot of you all curled up.
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| 'Cos you look like an actor in a movie shot.
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| But you’re feeling like a wino in a parking lot.
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| How did I get here anyway?
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| Do we really need a playback of the show?
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| 'Cos the wideboys want to head for the watering holes,
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| Watering holes, watering holes.
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| Let’s go.
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| And the man in the mirror has sad eyes. |