Lyrics Hollow Victory - John Taylor
Who
shall
I
call
tonight
Which
of
my
satellites
Who′ll
be
the
fantasy
of
you
and
me
You're
the
detector
ray
I′ll
be
the
king
of
may
No
jumping
in
the
pool
You
know
the
rule
Who'll
be
my
queen
for
today
If
nigel
plays
the
tune
And
I
don't
dance
with
you
There′ll
not
be
much
else
left
to
say
This
bed′s
as
soft
as
snow
Dim
the
lights
as
we
go
Don't
scratch
my
face
on
the
way
out
To
who
will
I
give
this
key
The
key
to
this
privacy
Work
the
assembly
like
we′re
meant
to
be
And
no
hanging
out
for
long
Make
no
mistake
I'm
in
my
prime
But
I
just
don′t
have
the
time
to
make
you
mine
Who'll
be
my
queen
of
the
hour
Let
the
old
replace
the
new
Just
like
in
′82
There'll
not
be
much
else
left
to
say
This
bed's
as
soft
as
snow
Dim
the
lights
as
we
go
And
don′t
scratch
my
face
on
the
way
out
Who′ll
be
my
queen
of
the
hour
Let
the
old
replace
the
new
Just
like
in
'82
There′ll
not
be
much
else
left
to
say
This
bed's
as
soft
as
snow
Dim
the
lights
as
we
go
And
don′t
scratch
my
face
on
the
way
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