White Cliffs

Ah-ah-oh-oh Ah-ah-oh-oh Ah-ah-oh-oh Ah-ah-oh-oh We don't have to get high (Ah-ah-oh-oh) Even on a Saturday night (Ah-ah-oh-oh) So get your fingers out of that pile (Ah-ah-oh-oh) And do what the weaken a smile (Ah-ah-oh-oh) It's right past (Ah-ah-oh-oh) A bit tight And you should be shouting your eyes (Ah-ah-oh-oh) But you are not paying the tile (Ah-ah-oh-oh) And your mother doesn't even know why (Ah-ah-oh-oh) We don't have to get high (Ah-ah-oh-oh) Even on a Saturday night (Ah-ah-oh-oh) So come up, give me a try (Ah-ah-oh-oh) And trap ourselves in the gold (Ah-ah-oh-oh) Flying over the white Cliffs of Dover It's true I'm sober and I'm blue Flying over the white Cliffs of Dover Into October looks like you Ah-ah-oh-oh Ah-ah-oh-oh Ah-ah-oh-oh Ah-ah-oh-oh We don't have to get high (Ah-ah-oh-oh) Even on a Saturday night (Ah-ah-oh-oh) Our trajectories' right (Ah-ah-oh-oh) Blazing across the sky (Ah-ah-oh-oh) We don't have to get high (Ah-ah-oh-oh) Even on a Saturday night (Ah-ah-oh-oh) Does this looks tough but tight? (Ah-ah-oh-oh) Let's trap ourselves in the gold (Ah-ah-oh-oh) Flying over the white Cliffs of Dover It's true I'm sober and I'm blue Flying over the white Cliffs of Dover Into October looks like you Heard tonight That they've tricked you up Just your right We will continue Heard tonight That they've tricked you up Just your right We will continue Ah-ah-oh-oh Ah-ah-oh-oh Ah-ah-oh-oh Ah-ah-oh-oh