You might see me in the paper Or hear me on the radio And you'll probably imagine That I've forgotten you Long long ago Well I couldn't if i tried Though you might think i tell a lie I'll hold you in my memory From now Until the day I die Bomber jackets and young girls smile Valentines and county trials Meeting at the mercy gates All afternoon I couldn't wait My thoughts Were just of kissing you Now I might be mistaken But I think we met somewhere before Was I drunk and stoned and dancing On some salt hill disco's slippy floor With you nose on someone's shoulder Slow dancing tightly intertwined I wish we swapped our partners And continued dancing Till he end of time Bomber jackets and young girls smile Valentines and county trials Meeting at the mercy gates All afternoon I couldn't wait Duffel coats and desert boots The teacher spoke of Brian Boru My thoughts were just of kissing you My thoughts were just of kissing you Copyright: L.Moran/D.Carton/P.Doherty