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She was sold at the paradise flats |
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Tell me, what d'you think of that? |
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No goodbye, just a pat on the back |
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Well I know she's made her mind up |
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That she don't need me around |
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I'm trying just to see what you're trying to do to me |
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Your trying to screw me down |
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Right through the ground oh yeah |
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In paradise flats there's rooms for hire, |
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No-one cares who you are |
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You won't come back, it's too late now |
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You've been seen too much |
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I know what you are |
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You won't come back, no you won't come back |
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Well I know she's made her mind up |
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That she don't need me around |
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Oh I'm trying just to see what you're trying to do to me |
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Your trying to screw me down |
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Right through the ground oh yeah |
