| Born on a Sunday, everyday is Monday
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| That is what I’ve heard
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| About the real world
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| Up on the morning,
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| Heading for the schoolyard
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| Big boys being bullies make it so hard?
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| It’s a lesson for the real world
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| Seems so far away the real world
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| Up to the bigger school
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| Trying not to be foot
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| Hear I am new shoes and cagoule
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| Look I’m getting closer to the real world
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| («Tell me where the girls are?»)
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| Thinking about happiness
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| Thinking about Tara
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| Thinking about sorrow
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| Thinking about Sara
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| Sorrow and Sara are the very same word
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| In my young life I get so hurt
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| Will I make it in the real world?
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| Gluing up my Airfix kit
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| Cigarettes after gym
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| Had a pint of Special Brew
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| Won’t do that again
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| Train for examination, got me traction.
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| Mickey mouse college course,
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| Looking for action
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| Play guitar, stacking shelves
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| Holding back in the real world
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| Now it’s Monday morning,
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| I’m still yawning
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| Scuffing down the city street
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| Heading for the clock on
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| Bought a 'Daily Record' like a real man
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| Well I made it to the real world
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| But I’m not living in the real world |