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Little lady |
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With Dingwall's bullshit |
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You're so stupid |
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Foetid brainwaves |
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Little lady |
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What really happens? |
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When you see mirrors |
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You get the shivers |
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Aaaah!Making love to |
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The Mersey |
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TunnelWith a sausage, have you ever been to |
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Liverpool? |
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Please don't talk much |
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It burns my ears |
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Tonight you've talked for a thousand years |
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Plastic's real when you're real sick |
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Plastic's real when you're real sick |
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Plastic's real when you're real sick |
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Plastic's real when you're real sick |
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Plastic's real when you're real sick |
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Plastic's real when you're real sick |
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Plastic's real when you're real sick |
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Plastic's real when you're real sick |
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Tell me what you've got to look so pleased about |
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Tell me what you've got to look so pleased about |
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Oh London |
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LadyWhy did you lay me? |
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Your head is crowded |
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With the names you've hounded |
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The lines around your |
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Eyes they show me |
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You realise the party's over, |
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London Lady |
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Party's over, |
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London Lady |
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Tell me what you've got to look so pleased about |
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Tell me what you've got to look so pleased about |