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Dawn sings in the garden |
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Phone sings in the hall |
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This boy's dead from two day's life |
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Resurrected by the call |
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Penny here, we've got to come |
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So come on round to me |
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There's so much penny lying here |
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To touch, taste and tease |
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Ring a ding ding ding |
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I'm going down |
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I'm coming round |
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Penny's place her crummy room |
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Her dance set crackles to Jimi's tune |
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I don't care I taste amber solaire |
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Her neck her thighs her lips her hair |
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Ring a ding ding ding |
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I'm going down |
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I'm coming round |
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All thoughts of sleep desert me |
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There is no time there is no time |
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Thirty minutes brings me round |
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To her number nine |
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Yeah, she looks like a painting |
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Jackson Pollock's number five |
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Come into the forest and taste the trees |
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The sun starts shining and I'm hard to please |
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Ring a ding ding ding |
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I'm going down |
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I'm coming round |
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All thoughts of sleep desert me |
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There is no time, there is no time |
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Thirty minutes brings me round |
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To her number nine |
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To look down on the clouds |
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You don't need to fly |
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I've never flown in a plane |
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I'll live until I die |