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Been around for ages so it won't change now, |
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Pleasing shallow faces and |
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I don't care how, |
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Some little starry young thing robs me blind, |
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All the time, |
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I try, My finger leaves an imprint in your wet intent, |
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You keep receiving flowers that were never sent, yeah, |
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Some little scabby young thing sucks me dry, |
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Friday night, she's got to slow down |
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And the pavement's alive on |
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Sunday, In my feet keep the time, stop me falling, |
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This one, |
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You're the only one, |
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You're the only thing, |
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When your change goes right... (mumbles like "stone roses t-shirt" and "his hearts in the right place") |
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She's ringing in the changes and she feels quite sure, |
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Be closer to the distance than |
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I been before, |
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Some little scabby young thing sucks me dry, |
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Friday night, she's got to slow down, |
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And the saints are alive on |
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Sunday, And my feet keep the time that stopped me falling, |
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Well let me talk about this one, |
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You're the only one, |
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You're the only thing, |
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When your change goes right... |
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Let's talk about this one, |
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You're the only one, |
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You're the only thing, |
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You're the only one, (Lets talk about the way you cut yourself, And it was just tomato sauce, All the times, I can't get inside) |
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Been around for ages so it won't change now. |
