| Step down from the balcony, son
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| The seagulls may well take you
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| Well let them come
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| Step down from the balcony, son
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| We’re getting tired of your antics
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| Well, so am I
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| The sorry state of this place
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| I think I made a mistake
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| In fact, I think I miss my family
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| You said Sophie was your trophy
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| And I just couldn’t laugh
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| You know I can’t get along with myself
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| You know, I just can’t get along with myself
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| Stay there for the whole day if you must
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| May the seagulls take you
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| Well, I don’t mind
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| Stay there for the whole day, you’re not getting paid anyway
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| Were getting tired of your antics
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| And so am I
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| The sorry state of this place
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| I think I’ve made a mistake
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| In fact, I think I miss my family
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| You said «Come and swallow my pride»
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| And I just couldn’t laugh
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| But then I can’t get along with myself
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| You know I just can’t get along with myself
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| I wish they’d carry me home
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| I wish they’d carry me home
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| I dry my eyes for six days
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| Then I’ll go back to my friends
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| Then I’ll go back to seem my family
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| You say Sophie was your trophy
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| And I just couldn’t laugh
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| But then I can’t get along with myself
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| You know I just can’t get along with myself |