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Stand me up |
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Shave my head |
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Put me on my feet |
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Push me out |
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Of the door |
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I'll race you to the top of the street |
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Set me up |
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Knock me off |
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Give a little grief |
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Shut my eyes |
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Push me in |
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Try your best to keep me underneath |
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You take the petrol we've got no time to talk |
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Lets burn this house down and go out for a walk |
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I can't see your face for the glare |
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I know that you're somewhere in there |
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I can't see your face for the glare |
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I know that you're somewhere in there |
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When you're wearing your white shirt |
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You don't need to make a sound |
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Cos I can see |
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What's in your pockets |
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I can see what you been carrying around |
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You take the petrol we've got no time to talk |
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Lets burn this house down and go out for a walk |
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I can't see your face for the glare |
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I know that you're somewhere in there |
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