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You never give me your money |
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You only give me your funny paper |
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and in the middle of negotiations |
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you break down |
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I never give you my number |
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I only give you my situation |
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and in the middle of investigation |
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I break down |
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Out of college, money spent |
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See no future, pay no rent |
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All the money's gone, nowhere to go |
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Any jobber got the sack |
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Monday morning, turning back |
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Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go |
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But oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go |
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Oh, that magic feeling |
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Nowhere to go |
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One sweet dream |
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Pick up the bags and get in the limousine |
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Soon we'll be away from here |
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Step on the gas and wipe that tear away |
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One sweet dream came true today |
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Came true today |
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Came true today yes it did now |
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One two three four five six seven, |
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All good children go to Heaven |
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One two three four five six seven, |
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All good children go to Heaven |
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One two three four five six seven, |
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All good children go to Heaven |
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One two three four five six seven, |
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All good children go to Heaven... |
