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You ever felt like you're gonna chuck up |
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You try to speak but it comes out mucked up |
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Well that's just the way she made me feel |
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I know I shoudn't, no |
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I shouldn't pull her hair |
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But it's a kids sign of affection |
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And I still ain't got nowhere |
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I sat behind her in almost every lesson |
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She drove me mad with that gingham dress on |
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And those little ribbons in her hair |
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She had a brother in the year above her |
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So I wrote, told him that |
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I bugged her |
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He got all my stuff stuck in a tree |
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Yes I confess, |
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I may well be a pest |
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But I'm not gonna change, so let it go... |
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She had a brother and he threatened to hit me |
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So I turned round and ran home quickly |
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Hid under the stairs for quite a while |
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I like to remember my days at school |
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I always was the classroom fool |
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Best thing about playtime was kiss chase |
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Yelling swear words with your mates |
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Not finding out what it meant till it's too late |
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And you're grounded for the day |
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Giving your mate's an atomic wedge |
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Or finding pornos in the hedge |
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Ringing doorbells and running away |
