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You know it really wont surprise me |
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If you're a wreck by the age of fourteen |
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The way you look |
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The way you look is fine |
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So often colour coordinated |
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your sister she's an Eighties fan |
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But that's alright |
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Have I told you so is mine |
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You say your life will be the death of you |
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Tell me, do you wash your hair in honey dew? |
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And long for all of them to fall in love with you |
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But they never do |
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Drinking vodka on the fly |
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Your mother has a watchful eye |
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So look out kid |
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She's onto you this time |
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Run away to a bed and breakfast |
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Console yourself with the Reader's Digest |
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Ringing the Yellow Pages all alone |
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You say your life will be the death of you |
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Tell me, do you wash your hair in honey dew? |
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And long for all of them to fall in love with you |
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But they never do |
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No they never do |
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I'm gonna tell you something good about yourself |
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I'll say it now and I'll never say it about no one else |
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I'm gonna tell you something good about yourself |
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I'll say it now and I'll never say it about no one else |
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About no one else |
