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Well the desk porter laughed |
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News of our legend and our exploits |
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Travelled far |
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From bell-hop to hired car |
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All this and more |
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Modern History |
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On the third floor |
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So is this where he died |
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Spend your life cutting up words |
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With a knife |
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I light a candle for each night |
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You waste your life |
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Modern History |
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On the third floor |
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Well they're never gonna forget us |
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We're the most famous |
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People that they know |
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Went to a party |
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I didn't say a word |
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You don't know how lucky you were |
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You don't know how lucky you are |
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So we set fire to your room |
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And we bandaged up your |
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hands and your arms - now |
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Where's your beauty gone |
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Modern History |
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On the third floor |