Клип Robbie Williams – Darkest Night

Текст песни: December in London Think I just been made redundant 95 or 96, I really can't remember which Pack of fags, no bags, man I like to travel lightly Who knows what tonight or tomorrow will bring Will I fall into a quiet room sayin', "Hold me now?" And even on the darkest night of the coldest year (It's not Christmas night every night so come on bring your sex alive) Hold my hand til' the last day of the year (It's not Christmas night every night so come on bring your sex alive) Made of ale, made of sin, I want my sex and drugs again I call you up, to get a fix of northwest sex Minicab, two patsies I'm dodging paparazzi I bet they wish they could see me now As we fall into a quiet room sayin', "Hold me now?" And even on the darkest night of the coldest year (It's not Christmas night every night so come on bring your sex alive) Hold my hand til' the last day of the year (It's not Christmas night every night so come on bring your sex alive) And even on the darkest night Now look at us, we're all grown up No one to tell us when to stop And you know we couldn't anyway Yes, we'll have our way on Christmas day And even on the darkest night of the coldest year (It's not Christmas night every night so come on bring your sex alive) Hold my hand til' the last day of the year (It's not Christmas night every night so come on bring your sex alive) And even on the darkest night (Ooh, ooh) Walk me out of here (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) I'll walk you out of here (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) I'll walk you out of here (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh)

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