| Don’t worry mum, I’ll be okay
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| New York is safer than London
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| First thing I’ll do is write to you
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| You promised you wouldn’t cry
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| I’ve got my passport and make up
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| I don’t think there’s anything I’d miss mum
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| Oh, where’s that list mum?
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| You take good care
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| Don’t be so daft
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| You’re gonna smudge your mascara
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| I’ll be alright
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| Go out tonight
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| It will do you good to have some fun
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| Here, have a kleenex, dry your eyes
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| You know I don’t do goodbyes
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| I’m sorry girls, I won’t be there
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| This friday night down at Whispers
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| On friday night I think I might be skating in Central Park
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| I might be sipping a cocktail
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| Or maybe eating my tuna salad outside Barneys
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| Can’t say how long I’ll be away
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| But I can come to
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| Don´t worry Sue, I’ll e-mail you
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| Don’t you know that I will miss you too
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| Don’t start to blab you dousy tart
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| We’ll stay in touch
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| Cross my heart |