| You used to get it in your fishnets
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| Now you only get it in your night dress
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| Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
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| Landed in a very common crisis
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| Everything's in order in a black hole
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| Nothing seems as pretty as the past though
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| That Bloody Mary's lacking in Tabasco
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| Remember when you used to be a rascal?
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| Oh the boy's a slag
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| The best you ever had
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| The best you ever had is just a memory
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| And those dreams weren't as daft as they seem
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| Not as daft as they seem,
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| My love, when you dream them up...
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| Flicking through a little book of sex tips
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| Remember when the boys were all electric?
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| Now when she's told she's gonna get it
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| I'm guessing that she'd rather just forget it
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| Clinging to not getting sentimental
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| Said she wasn't going but she went still
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| Likes her gentlemen not to be gentle
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| Was it a Mecca dauber or a betting pencil?
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| Oh the boy's a slag
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| The best you ever had
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| The best you ever had is just a memory
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| And those dreams weren't as daft as they seem
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| Not as daft as they seem,
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| My love, when you dream them up
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| Oh, Flo, where did you go?
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| Where did you go?
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| Where did you go? |
| Whoa.
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| Falling about
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| You took a left off Last Laugh Lane
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| Just sounding it out
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| But you're not coming back again.
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| You're falling about
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| You took a left off Last Laugh Lane
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| We're just sounding it out
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| But you're not coming back again
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| You used to get it in your fishnets
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| (falling about)
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| Now you only get it in your night dress
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| Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
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| (you took a left off Last Laugh Lane)
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| Landed in a very common crisis
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| Everything's in order in a black hole
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| (we're sounding it out)
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| Everything was pretty as the past though
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| That Bloody Mary's lacking in Tabasco
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| (but you're not coming back again)
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| Remember when you used to be a rascal? |