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Writers: leo sayer & david courtney |
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Used to see him hanging around everywhere |
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In a world of his own |
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See him hanging round street corners |
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Where we would meet |
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He was a lonely kid |
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Now they tell us that he's moved on |
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Ain't been seen for so long don't know where he's gone... |
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It's been so long, but I'm on the road and |
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Though it ain't been easy |
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At least I made it on my own |
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My tongue's been tied for far too long |
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And now you're gonna hear me |
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At least I know where I belong... |
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S.o.l.o. I'm on the road |
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S.o.l.o. I'm on my own |
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Y'see everybody's got someone |
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To lay their troubled lives upon |
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I'm really glad I've only got my own... |
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Once upon a time, well I had lots of friends |
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I moved freely through their lives |
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But two's a couple and, well three's a crowd |
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I was just left out |
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Hanging around |
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I've had as much now as I can take |
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There ain't no need to stay... |
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S.o.l.o. I'm on the road |
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S.o.l.o. I'm all alone |
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And everybody smiles |
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As I go walking by |
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But I 'm really glad I've only got my own... |
