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Surrounded by strangers |
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Their sounds and their changes |
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There's a big old man |
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In his underpants |
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He plays the clarinet every night |
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And trying hard to figure it out |
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In the flat above |
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They are making love |
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I guess they'll have a beautiful son |
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Practicing as much as they've done |
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Paper planes |
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Folding paper planes |
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Throwing paper planes |
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To clear my head |
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In the flat below |
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There's the Cosby show |
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And Theodor is screaming at Bill |
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Claire is mad and Ruby is ill |
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There's a cat out there |
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Running everywhere |
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Chasing all the girls in the park |
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I wish that I could see in the dark |
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Paper planes |
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Folding paper planes |
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Throwing paper planes |
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To clear my head |
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Paper planes |
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Folding paper planes |
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Throwing paper planes |
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And go to bed |
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I'm surrounded by strangers |
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Their sounds and their changes |
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I'm surrounded by strangers |
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Their sounds and their changes |
