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You're drinking on your own |
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Running for the coast |
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Running from those ghosts |
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Running away, girl |
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With one eye to your past |
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I see you took the stance |
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That now you've got the chance |
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You might as well just dance |
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Go skies and thrones and wings |
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And poetry and things |
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I think you're doing fine |
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Don't offer me a line |
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I only want a cup of tea |
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Go on then, just one |
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But I really can't stay long |
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I love the way you shake |
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But you've lost a little weight |
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Yeah, you've lost a little weight |
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See you tomorrow, same time, same place |
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Mother's little helper is running for her shelter |
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And no one wants to know |
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Love dead as doornail, patient unstirred |
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At least that's what they said |
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She's gone away for good |
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She's really made a meal |
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And blown the record deal |
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She's blown the record deal |
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What are we to do? |
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See you tomorrow, same time, same place |
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I'll see you tomorrow, same time, same place |
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I'll see you tomorrow, same time, same place |
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I'll see you tomorrow, same time, same place |
