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Lilac growing up the walls |
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This sunny afternoon is ours, after all |
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The sip, sip, sip of the dripping tap |
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Raise the pirate flag and laugh |
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This town, as ugly as sin |
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Hidden from our secret garden |
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We make it up as we go along |
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Sometimes it turns into a song, this song |
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Don't ask me what needs doin' |
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When there is so much to do |
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Don't ask me where |
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I'm goin' ' |
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Cause I'm just followin' you, followin' you |
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We took back this bit of space |
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And made it into a different place |
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Now there's a promise in your eyes |
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And there'll be breakfast when you rise |
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Don't ask me what needs doin' |
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When there is so much to do |
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Don't ask me where |
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I'm goin' ' |
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Cause I'm just followin' you, followin' you |
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Don't ask me what needs doin' |
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When there is so much to do |
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Don't ask me where |
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I'm goin' ' |
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Cause I'm just followin' you, followin' you |