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You head home |
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If you like |
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I'll stay here |
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Check if he's alright |
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He's got his head screwed on |
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And he's still going strong |
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As he cracks a smile |
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And he tries to tell me what went wrong... |
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Silence sweeps us off our feet |
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The violence, oh, the violence |
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It takes two |
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To get bruised |
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But looking at that shiner I would say |
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There were a good few |
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And his friends have "flew" |
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'Cause they were bugaloo |
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Red and blue |
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And tell El to wait |
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Until we get him home again |
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And let's get you right |
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And we'll soothe your wounds |
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Once we get you home again |
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Let's make this right |
