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Seen it spinning round |
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Out of all control |
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Twinkle, drink'll star |
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Spinning out, spinning out |
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There's one to wash it down |
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One to wash it out |
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One for the Postman's Park |
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Spit him out, spit him out |
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Till he gets to the English coast |
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To the place he loved the most |
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Where the spinnakers on boats |
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Are filling out, filling out |
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And we get to guessing games |
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Where no one knows their names |
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Guess no one's going home |
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Staying out, staying out |
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What are we doing now, what are we doing |
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now |
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Come on it's going to get easier from now |
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Come on it's going to get easier somehow |
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What are we doing now, what are we doing |
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now |
