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I'm all alone this is a holiday |
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Some bloody holiday, |
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My friends have gone away |
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They're of the temporary sort I think |
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I will be better without, |
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As long as you let me out |
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To taste the air beside the river |
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I pick the soundtrack |
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With immaculate care |
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Such a lot rests on it |
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My life upon a song |
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You don't know how much I need... |
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Musician, please take heed |
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I thought I might just write a letter |
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Anything to stay away |
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From books and lessons today |
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Besides, it's part of my induction |
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Into the literate world |
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I am a literate girl |
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I string the words together softly |
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I lay my love upon you with each line |
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A gift of improvising |
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Removes me from revising |
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I made a daisy chain from |
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Phrase, verse and punctuation |
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I'll kick this mood off |
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With a change of scene |
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I buy a leotard and go to the gym |
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I couldn't get away with |
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Wearing it last summer |
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But I've lost a lot of weight |
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I think it's down to |
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Leaving meat out of my diet as a rule |
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I won't buy it 'cause it's cruel |
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And if the night time |
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Threatens me with pain |
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I will give into lust, |
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I will do what I must |
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I've got a number of a girl I know |
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Who gets hallucinogens |
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From a pair of hooligans |
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I'll take a dose; I don't mind trying |
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She lets me stay there |
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While I leave the ground |
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Old episodes of Minder, |
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I snuggle up beside her |
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Think that I'll stay till morning, |
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She's got me started yawning |
