| I know who you are
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| I know where you sleep
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| And I’ll bet that you, you like potpourri
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| I bet you grew up climbing up trees
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| Oh, ‘cause you were dressed just like my mum’s friends on retreat
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| I guess that I notice
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| You’re standing outside
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| And I know it’s wrong
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| But I guess that you’re my type
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| I spoke to you briefly
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| And you sounded like me
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| So I wonder why you’re selling magazines
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| Did you make mistakes?
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| Did you lose a piece?
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| And how about your friends?
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| Did they leave you be?
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| DId you ever think you’d sell magazines, oh
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| I guess over time it might come easily
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| Roll the dice ‘cause you’re a luckyucker
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| Roll the dice and you will see
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| I guess that I notice
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| You’re standing outside
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| And I know it’s wrong
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| But I guess that you’re my type
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| I spoke to you briefly
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| And you sounded like me
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| So I wonder why you’re selling magazines
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| I guess that I notice
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| We’re from the same tribe
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| And I know that it’s wrong
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| But I thought I’d never see us deprived
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| I spoke to you briefly
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| It was on the high street
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| And I wonder why you’re selling magazines
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| Roll the dice ‘cause you’re a luckyucker
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| Roll the dice and you will see
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| Roll the dice ‘cause you’re a luckyucker
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| Roll the dice and you will see
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| I never thought that we’d sell magazines
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| Setting up along the street
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| I never thought that we’d sell magazines |