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Two up two down terrace town, heading far away |
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Well I just deserted but |
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I've seen that road before |
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Two up two down terrace town, roll on salad days |
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Well I'm a mighty |
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Lorne Greene to mow |
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Oh oh! better let me grow |
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You're bringing me up, holding me down |
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The looks, the sighs and the frowns |
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So this time |
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I'm on my own! |
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It's eyes down look in but don't you ever turn back (back to front in the back to backs) and it's no big deal |
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From a heartless jack |
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Who keeps cheating the cards |
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And splitting the deck |
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You're bringing me up, holding me down |
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The looks, the sighs and the frowns |
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So this time |
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I'm on my own! |
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Just watch me go |
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Too up too down terrace town, numbing all the senses |
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Well I just left home but |
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I've seen that porch before |
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Well, I'm too up too down terrace town, leaning on defences |
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But I'm a ruddy |
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Lorne Greene to mow so now |
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You'd better let me grow |
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You're bringing me up, holding me down |
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Stick in the mud, face in the ground so this time |
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I'm on my own |
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Oh this time |
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I'm on my own |
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Building you up |
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Pulling me down |
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Sick of the glares, the flair's and the |
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Browns So this time |
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I'm on my own |
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Oh this time |
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I'm on my own. |
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Too up too down |
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Too up two down |
