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The rain, it has arrived at last
For which we have waited
The hawkers have packed up their stands
Nothing to be traded
The Soviets beside the quay
Run to the freighters
The terrace of the Rex Hotel
Is closed by the waiters
We need you
Oh, Lucky Jim
Where have you gone?
Oh, Lucky Jim
Your mistress has left her home
Back to the dances
The smoking dens are starting up
For life's own enhancing
Nobody goes to the war
'Cause there's none to go to
We just sit around in cafés bored
We sit waiting for you
We need you
Oh, Lucky Jim
Where have you gone?
Oh, Lucky Jim
Why did you ever go up North?
It is not for you
They'll strip your little weak heart clean
What will you do?
The Australians in a bunny bar
Are waiting your return
Everyone wants a piece of you
A piece of you to burn
We need you
Oh, Lucky Jim
Where have you gone?
Oh, Lucky Jim
We miss you here
Oh, Lucky Jim
Where have you gone?
Oh, Lucky Jim
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