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fourteen miles from london in a private taxi |
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and i'm gonna get bored, gonna get boring |
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everybody said so, he was such a nice guy |
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but they never knew they never knew me |
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live unlimited smiling on tv |
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i made constant praise of my inadequacies |
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of my inadequacy |
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admit to this sadness, sipping it like slow gin |
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leaving home for good 'cause you said i should |
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in your mayfair office swearing like a trooper |
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where did my youth go? where did it go to live? |
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unlimited, smiling on tv |
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i made constant praise of my inadequacies |
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of my inadequacy |
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these looney tunes will always make things better |
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these looney tunes will always make things better |
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always make things better for you |
