| She answered our ad wanted
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| We had a vacancy
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| We didn’t know what was in store
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| But we were soon to see
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| She plays records of The Foreskins
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| At any given hour
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| She turns on the hot water tap
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| While I’m in the shower
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| And at night the house is quiet
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| You might wonder why
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| But punk’s not dead
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| She’s just gone to bed
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| Punk’s not dead
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| She’s just gone to bed
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| Couldn’t give a damn about
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| The friends of mine she’ll scare
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| Some people just can’t see past studs
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| And bleached blond spiky hair
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| I say 'A' for Abba
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| She says 'A' for Anarchy
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| In the morning she says «Never mind the bollocks
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| Here’s your cup of tea»
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| And at night the house is quiet
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| You might wonder why
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| But punk’s not dead
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| She’s just gone to bed
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| Punk’s not dead
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| She’s just gone to bed
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| I pass her in the kitchen
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| She’s got a longneck in her hand
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| She’s playing me a Dictaphone
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| Recording of her band
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| Her drummer has been playing
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| For nearly seven hours
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| But he hits them with such passion
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| It makes other drummers cower
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| When the night has come
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| All safety pins must come undone
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| If the house is quiet
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| Well that’s because punk’s retired for the night
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| If the house is quiet
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| Well punk’s retired for the night
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| Yeah she’s retired for the night
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| If the house is quiet
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| Well that’s because tonight
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| There’s one little punk rock girl
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| Who’s dead to the world |