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LYRICS
SQUARE ONE
He works in the city
A Pawn encased to days of glass and steel
She lives for the suburbs
A Queen of glitter and the glam
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Their chequered floor
Mirror the games they play
It's not breaking the rules
If we're made that way
Her left to right
Her side to side
Those lateral moves
Wish I was a Knight
The back and fourth
The black and white
Diagonal moves leave me left in plight
But he sees the door
And a win insight
When the last row is crossed
Is the future bright
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With a trick of the light
Or a flick of your hair
I could cross the line
But you're on my square
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