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When I was young I came upon A girl I met Now she wakes up just to see King's Cross scum beat down on me Saturday night facts of life At the knuckle, it's alright It's you and me You and me Come down properly, out they came Standing in the pouring rain Wounded colours and battered knees To see those things that I can see Saturday night facts of life At the knuckle, it's alright It's you and me You and me Just can't feel alright (you know you can) Just can't feel alright (you know you can) Just can't feel alright (you know you can) Just can't feel alright (you know you can) (Thanks to Pollo for these lyrics) From Letras Mania