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You can put it down to lack of patience |
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You can put it down to lack of sleep |
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But it's in my head to stay in bed |
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Tucked under the sheets |
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They said if you try to get on I'd get on |
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They said there were changes |
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But now my chance has gone |
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And I know what you think |
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What you think about me |
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Thoughts like that sink home |
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To you we're not deep |
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Now it may be a sad reflection |
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On the way young people feel |
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but early Monday morning |
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Is losing its appeal |
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I open my curtains at 7am |
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Just so you think I'm up with the rest of the men |
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And I know what you think |
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What you think about me |
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Thoughts like that sink home |
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To you we're not deep |
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You'd do yourself a favour if you gave yourself a break |
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But that's one risk you'd never take |
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The evenings yours, the mornings mine |
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But don't knock me, I'm doing fine |
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You'd do yourself a favour if you gave yourself a rest |
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But just for now you know what's best |
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And I know what you think |
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What you think about me |
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Thoughts like that sink home |
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To you we're not deep |
