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Clean |
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Robbie Williams |
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There was a time |
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When crazy days would start with wine |
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And now I tow a different line |
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I stay in bed and use my loaf instead of my bread |
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And stroll on 'cos I've been thinking so long |
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That something's gonna go wrong |
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It's gone to my head my vision's all blurred |
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And my legs feel like lead |
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But I'm clean yeah |
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Friends with Mr Sheen yeah |
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Don't have to wean myself off of nothing |
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I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often |
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Stroll on |
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There was a time |
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When I would dread what I had said |
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Waking up in someone's bed |
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Wondering who I was |
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Naked and cold |
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With an ache in my head |
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And stroll on 'cos I've been thinking so long |
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That something's gonna go wrong |
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It's gone to my head my visions all blurred |
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And my legs feel like lead |
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But I'm clean yeah |
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Friends with Charlie Sheen yeah |
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Gonna meet the Queen yeah |
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She's two minutes clean and that's not very often |
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Stroll on and on |
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Clean yeah |
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Friends with Mr Sheen yeah |
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Don't have to wean myself off of nothing |
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I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often |
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I'm clean yeah |
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Gonna meet the Queen yeah |
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I won't be obscene yeah |
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'cos I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often |
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Stroll on and on and on and on and on |
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Oh yeah |
