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Mason-Slamer-Thomas |
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Sign here sunshine never to look back again |
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Your star sign tells me it's all in the plan |
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Let's talk business over a bottle of wine |
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Feel dizzy! Seemingly this is the time... |
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Goodbye blue Monday no-one to drag me out of bed |
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No more signing on at ten |
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I'II be a starving star instead. |
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Hey all you creepers just form a line to kiss my ass |
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I'm telling you this dude's got class |
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just bow your head and raise your glass. |
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Goodbye blue Monday, this boy needs an entourage |
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Something to fill the third garage |
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Maybe they'll auction Ceasar's barge... |
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Watch band-wagons, fashion is forcing the man to hang on |
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Helplessly shaking his can... |
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Still more TV. drinks in a nameless motel |
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Promoting a gala performance in hell. |
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And so the press say that they're growing tired of me |
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To hell with friends and N.M.E's |
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They only write those things to tease |
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You never guessed that I was in it for the bread |
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I only played to get ahead |
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See where the hype has finally led. |
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Goodbye blue Monday no-one to drag me out of bed |
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No more signing on at ten |
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I'II be a starving star instead...]'m a leader |
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I'm a leader (Repeated) |
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Bye-bye, bye blue Monday |
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Bye-bye, bye blue Monday...(Repeated |