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Antiques ! |
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Every other sentiments an antique |
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As obsolete as warships in the baltic |
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I'm driving on a straight road it never alters |
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And the radio serenades but doesn't falter |
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You offer infrared instead of sun |
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You offer paper spoons and bubble gum |
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Late sky |
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Like an all night radio station |
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Without morning |
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Like stumbling on pearl harbour |
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Without warning |
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You offer infrared instead of sun |
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You offer bubble gum |
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You give me faron young four in the morning |
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You give me faron young four in the morning |
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Every mother's son's romantic |
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Every mother's son's frantic ! |
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The sunset makes a fence out of the forest |
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But here i am with head inside the bonnet |
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I've lost just what it takes to be honest |
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You offer infrared instead of sun |
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You offer bubble gum |
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You give me faron young four in the morning |
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You give me faron young four in the morning |
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Forgive me faron young four in the morning |
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Forgive me faron young four in the morning |
