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Morning came to Stepney Like it was a curse The cramp that gripped her childhood Was getting worse Morning came to Stepney As if she were the night The darkness was receding Like her delight I'm smitten I've been bitten By you And though you lived in squalor Your comfort was immense Within the boho splendour Of your pretence Fidelity is safety But safety is a bore She wishes for perfection And nothing more I'm smitten I've been bitten Letras de cancionesBy you You come on like it's me you like You come on like Come on, come on, come on... Like you've been smitten You've been bitten By me From Letras Mania