Wish the Lads Were Here - Frankie Goes To Hollywood

Well way — ow way — ow whoah

Now

I’out the street

And i dance to the beat of the, cheers

I’m on the road and it’s so nice

To meet ya, meet ya Wait

Wish you were here

My love has got a gun

Wish you were here, here oh The people i meet

There a treat

Wish you were here

Dance to the beat

With your feet on the street

You were here

Wait

Oh now now now oh Way — ha way — ha whoah oh The portrait of love

Blow it down

Heaven’s above

Blow it down

The club of love

Blow it down

Glory of love

Tell me, why no talk to me, man

Tell me while i drown

Tell me, why no talk to me, man

Tell me while i drown

Dancing to the dance floor

When you fall i’m gonna pick you up Way — ha way — ha whoah oh

I’out on the street'

I dance to the beat of the cheers

I’m on the road and it’s so nice, so nice e Nice-yeah