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In a room full of strangers you are the strangest one,
And everybodyâs talking.
The tears in your eyes and the sugar on the tip of your tongue
And everybodyâs talking.
About your wooden cross and your silver spoon,
Your burning heart and your paper moon.
Now everybodyâs talkinâ bout love in the 21st century.
All the newspapers say thereâs a countdown to Sunday,
And everybodyâs talking.
Tears of joy and sorrow for a good man whoâs back from the dead,
And everybodyâs talking.
About the picture of a child in his heart-shaped locket,
The pint of Black Velvet in his back pocket.
And everybodyâs talkinâ bout love in the 21st century,
Now everybodyâs talkinâ bout love in the 21st century
Except for you you and me.
In a world full of danger you have the strangest dreams.
The clean cut kid you kissed, and the clean cut on his wrist.
In a world full of danger you are the strangest dream.
And everybodyâs talking.
Your dress of knives, your nine lives, and your moonbeams.
Everybodyâs talking.
They say time was a diamond and you stole it with a kiss.
You put it on a chain and now you wear it on your wrist.
Now everybodyâs talkinâ bout love in the 21st century.
Yeah, everybodyâs talkinâ bout love in the 21st century
Except for you...
Except for you and me.