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(I am Michael Caine) |
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He's walkin' where I'm afraid, I don't know |
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I see the firemen jumpin' from the windows |
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There's panic and I hear somebody scream |
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(Aah) |
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He picks up useless paper and puts it in my pocket |
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I'm tryin' very hard to keep my fingers clean |
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I can't remember tell me what's his name |
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(My name is Michael Caine) |
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And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home |
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And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep |
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The sun is laughing it's another broken morning |
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I see a shadow and call out to try and warn him |
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He didn't seem to hear just turned away |
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The quiet fellow follows and points his fingers straight at you |
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He had to sacrifice his pride, yes throw it all away |
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(I am Michael Caine) |
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And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home |
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And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep |
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His days are numbered he walks round and round in circles |
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There is no place he can ever call his own |
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He seems to jump at the sound of the phone |
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Staring out the window there's nothing he can now do |
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All he wanted was to remain sane |
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He can't remember his own name |
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(My name is Michael Caine) |
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And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home |
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And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep |
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And all I wanted was a word or photograph |
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And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep |
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And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home |
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And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep |
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And all I wanted was a word or photograph |
