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Feeling fine, but it must be the wine ' |
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Cause it's |
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April 27th and my baby's still dying on me |
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We stole a gondola to sea |
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And ditched the chaperones on jewel-encrusted roans |
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Who called us unprofessional |
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Deep down they knew |
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Oh, that we were the music lovers |
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People say they just didn't want it enough |
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Here, the people say they just didn't want it enough |
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Oh, but we were the music lovers |
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People say they just didn't want it enough |
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Hear the people say they just didn't want it enough |
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The time of your lives has been had |
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And your wives have been bad |
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And, look, the private sector's not denied you for the last time |
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They're saying those grapes go rotten on the vine |
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Oh, but once we were the music lovers |
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People say they just didn't want it enough |
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Here, the people say they just didn't want it enough |
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Oh, but we were the music lovers |
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People say they just didn't want it enough |
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Hear the people say they just didn't want it enough |
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Sister, the world cannot hold us |
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Brother You can go your own way |
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Ba-da-da Ba-da-da-da |
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Ba-da-da, da-da-da-da |
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Ba-da-da, da-da-da-da |
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Ba-da-da Ba-da-da-da |
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Ba-da-da, da-da-da-da |
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Ba-da-da, da-da-da-da |
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Ba-da-da Ba-da-da-da |
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Ba-da-da, da-da-da-da |
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Ba-da-da, da-da-da-da |
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Ba-da-da |
