| And I’ve been putting it about
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| Step right up, step right up
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| I’m giving it away
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| My body was a temple, now
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| It’s lying in ruins and-
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| I crave your saviour
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| So update your profile
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| If it’s over, over
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| If it’s over, over
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| If it’s over, over then drive
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| I wear my heart behind my trousers
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| I’m only a Eurostar away
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| And all the hoods say she paints houses
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| Don’t care what the gangsters say-
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| I crave her
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| I was made for her
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| If I stray then I equalize
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| If it’s over, over
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| If it’s over, over
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| If it’s over, over then drive
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| Yeah it beats
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| But it don’t mean it ain’t broken
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| I’m busting fleets
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| To split the ocean but who cares
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| I crave you saviour
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| So update your profile
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| If it’s over, over
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| If it’s over, over
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| If it’s over, over then drive
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| Yeah it beats
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| But it don’t mean it ain’t broken
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| I’m busting fleets
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| To split the ocean but who cares
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| And now it’s on my sleeve
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| Does that mean you’ll tear it open?
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| All for some lipstick on the collar
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| And a stray blonde hair |