we drank as much as we could
and she drank more than she should
we sumbled out of this cheap whiskey bar
and that is the story so far
guided by the dim streetlights
we walked through the black harbour night
no people, no passing car
well, that is the story so far
-she things she smells the northland snow
northland snow
and she`s as glad as i to go
ay, to go
hey very bolts are sick for shore
sick for shore
and i, i want it ten times more
ten times more-
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