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There's such a lot of good ways to be bad |
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And so many bad ways to be good |
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And they might rent it, I hate to tell them |
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Sorry, but I haven't got the money anymore |
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Just for the day I thought I'd leave love alone |
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Hold hands with day |
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And if I'm so bad, why don't they take me away? |
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Just like what you hear with a shell pressed to your ear |
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That's the sea in the trees in the morning |
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And on the universal, good morning, Steve |
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Well, you won't believe me today |
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Working doesn't seem to be the perfect thing for me |
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So I continue to play |
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And if I'm so bad, why don't they take me away? |
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Well, a hippy-trippy name dropper came through my door |
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He said, I just bumped into Mick, he told me |
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You know where to score, no not me, friend |
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I mind my own and my own minds me |
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Well, my love is at the foot of your hand |
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Come what may |
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But if June comes first, please won't you take me away? |