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You remind me of |
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Julie Christie in 'Billy Liar' |
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You, your milky youth |
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Wide eyed devotion and pure desire |
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You are open to all of my suggestions |
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But you are better for none of my pretensions |
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They get their way most times |
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But you'll get your way this time |
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You cannot stay in this hole |
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You'll get away this time |
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Warm with wayward hope |
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Your kisses breathless, your love divine |
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You left drama school |
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For shop floor restless, not by design |
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You are tired of provincial boutique Sundays |
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You want the mythical New York and Champs Elysee |
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Never try to profit |
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With fortune you can stop it |
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I'm afraid you will succeed |
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To find what capitals are cleaner |
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The grass is so much greener |
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Please don't ever go to seed |
