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  • Dido:
    My love has gone
    His boots no longer by my door
    He left at dawn and as I slept, I felt him go
    [Loop of Erik Satie, as in Pet Shop Boys' Jack The Lad]
    Maxi Jazz:
    New York, New York, temperature's droppin'
    The band's out shoppin', not stoppin' 'til ears pop
    Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
    And it never stops
    I'm waitin' to do an interview, so much to tell you
    Today I feel close enough to smell you
    Additional dates they were plannin' just fell through
    Florida's out
    We fly September 22 to Heathrow,
    but there's not really long to go
    Tonight will be a brilliant show
    Lettin' you know I miss you
    More than four hits the floor at a party
    Send my love to everybody
    Please, send my love to everybody
    (everybody everybody everybody...)
    Send my love to everybody
    (everybody everybody everybody...)
    Honey, I'm writin' from D.C., feelin' queasy
    Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy
    The TM recommends an antigen
    One of them could resist again
    I miss you like a lock in the door
    What's more, I go to sleep with my Walkman
    'cause half the crew snored
    Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great,
    But there's fifteen of us in a bus state-to-state
    So I stay up late with a tape, or meditate
    My bed is travellin' at fifty-five m.p.h.
    When we make it to LA, I'll still be miles away
    It's not my best day
    I'm a get some rest, God bless
    Dido:
    My love has gone
    (wo wo)
    My love has gone
    (has has has ...)
    (wo wo)
    Maxi Jazz:
    We just stopped a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines
    I'm fine, sunshine, the bus driver's
    reclinin' by the grass as the trucks pass
    Gleamin' with the flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen
    As for us, there's too much to relate
    We've done five gigs, yet we're only in our third state
    America's big, you'd love how they pile up your plate
    Only place in the world even I can gain weight
    Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware
    Open air, there's a rumor Melle Mel'll be there
    Anyway, all my love, God bless, I'm yawning
    I really miss watching you get dressed in the morning
    Dido:
    My love has gone
    (wo wo)
    My love has gone
    (wo wo)
    My love has gone
    No earthly ships will ever
    Bring him home
  • Dido:
    My love has gone
    His boots no longer by my door
    He left at dawn and as I slept, I felt him go
    [Loop of Erik Satie, as in Pet Shop Boys' Jack The Lad]
    Maxi Jazz:
    New York, New York, temperature's droppin'
    The band's out shoppin', not stoppin' 'til ears pop
    Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
    And it never stops
    I'm waitin' to do an interview, so much to tell you
    Today I feel close enough to smell you
    Additional dates they were plannin' just fell through
    Florida's out
    We fly September 22 to Heathrow,
    but there's not really long to go
    Tonight will be a brilliant show
    Lettin' you know I miss you
    More than four hits the floor at a party
    Send my love to everybody
    Please, send my love to everybody
    (everybody everybody everybody...)
    Send my love to everybody
    (everybody everybody everybody...)
    Honey, I'm writin' from D.C., feelin' queasy
    Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy
    The TM recommends an antigen
    One of them could resist again
    I miss you like a lock in the door
    What's more, I go to sleep with my Walkman
    'cause half the crew snored
    Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great,
    But there's fifteen of us in a bus state-to-state
    So I stay up late with a tape, or meditate
    My bed is travellin' at fifty-five m.p.h.
    When we make it to LA, I'll still be miles away
    It's not my best day
    I'm a get some rest, God bless
    Dido:
    My love has gone
    (wo wo)
    My love has gone
    (has has has ...)
    (wo wo)
    Maxi Jazz:
    We just stopped a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines
    I'm fine, sunshine, the bus driver's
    reclinin' by the grass as the trucks pass
    Gleamin' with the flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen
    As for us, there's too much to relate
    We've done five gigs, yet we're only in our third state
    America's big, you'd love how they pile up your plate
    Only place in the world even I can gain weight
    Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware
    Open air, there's a rumor Melle Mel'll be there
    Anyway, all my love, God bless, I'm yawning
    I really miss watching you get dressed in the morning
    Dido:
    My love has gone
    (wo wo)
    My love has gone
    (wo wo)
    My love has gone
    No earthly ships will ever
    Bring him home