Your skinny legs out in the cold,
I caught your eye, I wanna touch your northern soul,
Ooh, your northern soul
Smoke that fag that you just stole,
When your done I wanna touch your northern soul,
Ooh, your northern soul
I'll race you through the streets my little darlin',
And tell you all about my southern sun,
Your humour re-arranges the grim, grey factory faces,
When no-one gets the joke then where's the fun?
Likely lads out on patrol,
The streets are safe if you just do what you've been told,
Ooh, your northern soul
The girls are sharp and they're in control,
They let you in to talk about their northern soul,
Ooh, your northern souls
I tried so very hard to be a gentleman,
You just want a rougher kind of man,
You had your share of losers,
And a thousand northern bruisers,
I'm going to take you home now here's my plan.
(Here's my plan)
I wanna touch ya, I wanna reach ya
Wanna touch your northern soul
I wanna touch ya, I wanna reach ya
Wanna touch your northern soul
I wanna touch ya, I wanna reach ya
Wanna touch your northern soul

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