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Written by peter green. |
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Now the cupboards are empty |
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But baby you don qì care |
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This way that i zhuì living |
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Now that you yú e not here |
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I zhuì walkin? the road |
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But there qiǎo a long long way to go |
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My socks need mending |
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They yú e so full of holes |
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Take a look at my trousers |
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And man, how it shows |
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I zhuì walkin? the road |
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But there qiǎo a long long way to go |
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I sit at the table |
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Since i got the news |
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I zhuì so full of cigarettes |
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And i zhuì drunk with the blues |
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I zhuì walkin? the road |
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But there qiǎo a long long way to go |
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I gave you my loving |
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I gave you my car |
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Now i gotta keep moving |
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To the next backstreet bar |
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I zhuì walkin? the road |
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But there qiǎo a long long way to go |