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I wanna be on Top of the Pops for you I wanna move you to Beverly Hills for the view I know life ain't often great for you I know what it's like at the end of the queue Mother, why you leaning on Heaven for? Just open your door and I promise we'll make an escape Oh, stop leaning on Heaven's door Just open your heart and I promise you I promise we'll make an escape I wanna show you New York City in the snow I wanna buy you a brand new car that just goes I know life ain't often great for you I know what it's like at the end of the queue Mother, why you leaning on Heaven for? Just open your door and I promise we'll make an escape Oh, stop leaning on Heaven's door Just open your heart and I promise you I promise we'll make an escape I wanna be on Top of the Pops for you I wanna move you to Beverly Hills for the view Mother, why you leaning on Heaven for? Just open your door and I promise we'll make an escape Oh, stop leaning on Heaven's door Just open your heart and I promise you I promise we'll make an escape From Letras Mania