| Making an apperance at a club tonight
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| Playing some songs that I think are alright
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| I’m not post-modern just a man who can bark
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| And bite with teeth that leave a mark
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| In the winter your eyes are grey
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| But in the spring they sparkle away
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| I’m on a mission to make some amends
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| For whilst I’m gone this might all end
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| Oh it’s like I’m part of the jetset
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| Respectively, I haven’t been that reckless… yet
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| Drift through the air like a paper plane
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| Rainbow colours pulsate through the brain
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| I’m aware that I’m speaking but the words come out wrong
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| So I’ll put it across in a simple song
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| Oh it’s like I’m part of the jetset
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| Respectively, I haven’t been that reckless
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| Never have I been part of any scene
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| Just remember this: it’s just you and me
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| When you’re alone it’s true
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| I break my bones for you
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| My soul is constantly beaten black and blue
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| Never have I been part of any scene
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| Just remember this: it’s just you and me…
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| Oooooh Jetsetter
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| Oooooh Jetsetter
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| Oooooh Jetsetter
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| Oooooh Jetsetter |