| She was sold at the paradise flats
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| Tell me, what d’you think of that?
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| No goodbye, just a pat on the back
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| Well I know she’s made her mind up
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| That she don’t need me around
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| I’m trying just to see what you’re trying to do to me
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| Your trying to screw me down
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| Right through the ground oh yeah
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| In paradise flats there’s rooms for hire
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| No-one cares who you are
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| You won’t come back, it’s too late now
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| You’ve been seen too much
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| I know what you are
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| You won’t come back, no you won’t come back
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| Well I know she’s made her mind up
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| That she don’t need me around
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| Oh I’m trying just to see what you’re trying to do to me
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| Your trying to screw me down
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| Right through the ground oh yeah |