| But you say goes around in circles
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| It maches sleeping time
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| And your life runs on short state loans
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| You think I’m busy with death
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| Baby blue sycophant
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| You make bells around you
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| You think that we’ll be safe
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| Show your style but don’t show your face
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| And toyed by the Melba ruin
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| Baby blue sycophant
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| Baby blue sycophant, can’t you see
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| I got no time for you (I don’t love you)
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| I got no time for you (I don’t love you)
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| I got no time for you
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| I got no time, you got no more
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| People think you’re pretty
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| But they can’t see the sleaze
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| Your smile is flat, your writing is round
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| As I try to catch you’re thought
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| Baby blue sycophant
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| Baby blue sycophant, can’t you see
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| I got no time for you (I don’t love you)
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| I got no time for you (I don’t love you)
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| I got no time for you
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| I got no time, you got no more
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| Baby blue sycophant
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| Baby blue sycophant
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| Baby blue sycophant
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| Baby blue sycophant
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| Baby blue sycophant
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| Baby blue sycophant |