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On this glorious occasion ... |
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of the splendid defeat |
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I wanna start from |
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Before the beginning |
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Loot wine, "Be mine, and |
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Then let's stay out for the night" |
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Ride via Parkside |
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Semi-perilous lives |
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Jeer the lights in the windows |
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Of all safe and stable homes |
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But wondering then, well what |
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Could peace of mind be like ? |
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Anyway do you want to hear |
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Our story, or not ? |
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As the Fulham Road lights |
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Stretch and invite into the night |
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From a Stevenage overspill |
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We'd kill to live around |
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SW6 - with someone like you |
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Keep thieves' hours |
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With someone like you |
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...As long as it slides |
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You stalk the house |
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In a low-cut blouse : |
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"Oh Christ, another stifled |
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Friday night !" |
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And the Fulham Road lights |
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Stretch and invite into the night |
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Well, I was fifteen |
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What could I know ? |
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When the gulf between |
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|
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All the things I need |
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And the things I receive |
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Is an ancient ocean |
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Wide, wild, lost, uncrossed |
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Still I maintain there's nothing |
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Wrong with you |
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You do all that you do |
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Because it's all you can do |
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Well, I was fifteen |
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Where could I go ? |
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With a soul full of loathing |
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For stinging bureaucracy |
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Making it anything |
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Other than easy |
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For working girls like me |
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With my hands on my head |
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I flop on your bed |
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With a head full of dread |
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For all I've ever said |
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Maladjusted, maladjusted |
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Maladjusted maladjusted |
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Never to be trusted |
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Oh, never to be trusted |
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There's nothing wrong with you, oh |
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There's nothing wrong with you, oh |
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There's nothing wrong with you, oh |
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There's nothing wrong with you |
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There's nothing wrong with you |
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