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Jett Superior laid this on you on || February 10, 2002 || 2:49 am

Will you start my dreams / Or will you end my schemes / Or will you let me go down so low?

You and me baby / Well we got no friends / Except for you and me baby / This is journey’s end / And I try to hang on to all those precious smiles / But I’m tired of walking and it must be miles

Every time I took your hand / I felt so moved / Did you feel it too?

You and me baby / Well we got no friends / Except for you and me baby / This is journey’s end / And I try to hang on to all those precious words / But they don’t come easy / No I know they hurt / You and me baby / We’ll help each other / And I’ll be your sister if you’ll be my brother / And we won’t be parted / And we will be friends / ‘Cause it’s you and me baby / It’s journey’s end

Every time I took your hand / I had a first class ticket / To the promised land

Rosebud, oh Rosebud / He turned to me and wept / A vaguely coded message / I could never intercept

You and me baby / Well we got no friends / Except for you and me baby / This is journey’s end / You and me baby / We’ll help each other / And I’ll be your sister if you’ll be my brother

// Kirsty MacColl, “You and Me Baby”

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