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You wore a dark, purple suit, with a tissue 'round your neck. |
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Lonely, eating tomato soup, |
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I knew I had to check. |
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A broken ball of fruits, was lying by your side, |
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You offered me a chair, |
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I guess just to be polite. |
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I guess this is my premiere lovin'. |
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You asked me with a voice of torn old silk."Do you want some berries with sugar, chocolate and milk?" |
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I'm here, look at me, but you just lit a cigarette;"You're not quite what I'm looking for my little marionette" |
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I guess this is my premiere lovin'. |
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I guess this is my premiere lovin'. |
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Well, that's sweet, how nice. |
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Now what will |
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I do?Stand up and leave or just sit still and look at you? |
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Well, that's sweet, how nice. |
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Now what will |
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I do?Stand up and leave or just sit still and look at you? |
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Gleaming, you stood up obviously had a thrill. |
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I sat there alone of course |
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I had to pay the bill. |
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That's just great, how nice, what a surprise! |
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My luck had run out, on to the beach, to the sun, resting, having fun. |
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I guess this is my premiere lovin'. |
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I guess this is my premiere lovin'. |
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I guess this is my premiere lovin'. |