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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
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?
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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