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You sit in your room |
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Looking over the sea |
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You got friends over here |
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Still you're there |
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Time after time |
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You could always refer to the things |
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Refer to the things from the past |
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Shading you |
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Saturday waits |
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You'll get over it then |
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Sunday never come late |
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Always stand in the shade |
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Saturday night |
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You'll be grown up real soon |
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Trouble never complain |
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You'll be over 'til ten |
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Time after time |
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You will always be late |
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You will always feel shame |
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For your looks |
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Your feel(ing)s in a jar |
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Stored in a cupboard |
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Cupboard at yours |
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You will always feel shame |
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For your ways |
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Saturday night |
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You'll be grown up real soon |
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Trouble never complain |
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You'll be over 'til ten |
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Saturday waits |
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You'll get over it then |
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Sunday never come late |
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Always stand in the shade |
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Grandfather I want you now |
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Nothing ever waits |
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Lover I want you now |
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'Cause nothing ever waits |
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Saturday waits |
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You'll get over it then |
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Sunday never come late |
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Always stand in the shade |
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Saturday night |
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You'll be grown up real soon |
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Trouble never complain |
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You'll be over 'til ten |
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You sit in your room |
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Looking over the sea |
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You will always be late |
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Always feel shame |
