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Wooo oooo ooo o |
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Wooo oooo ooo o |
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Every time you try to pick up just the pieces, |
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Feelin' bad for yourself. |
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Watching all the foreign cars or fags in breezes, from a window instead. |
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From a window instead. |
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Find it hard to see the good or face the music, looking backwards again. |
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Over sentimental staring halfway horizontal, when |
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I think you're a new man. |
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When I think you're a new man. [Chorus] |
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Soon I'll repeat what you said. |
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Soon I'll repeat what you said. |
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Soon I'll repeat what you said. |
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Soon I'll repeat...... |
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Morning calls us early birds my babes and beagle, still resting their heads. |
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Their waking up to noisy doors or stomping feet, of a restless old man. |
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Of a restless old man. [Chorus] |
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Wooo oooo ooo o |
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Wooo oooo ooo o |
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Wooo oooo ooo o |
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Wooo oooo ooo o [Chorus] |
