Darkest Night

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Robbie Williams - Pop, Holiday

Darkest Night

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[Verse 1] 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's tomorrow will bring Will I fall into a quiet room saying "hold me now?" [Chorus] 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 till the last day of the year (It's not Christmas night every night so come on bring your sex alive) [Verse 2] Made of ale, made of sin, I want my sex and drugs again I call you up, to get a fix, at northwest six Minicab, to Patsy's, I'm dodging paparazzi I bet they wish they could see me now As we fall into a quiet room saying "hold me now?" [Chorus] 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 till 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 [Bridge] 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 [Chorus] 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 till 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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Credits

Writers
  • Karl Brazil
  • Owen Parker
  • Robbie Williams