| You’ve got time enough for two of us
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| What is mine I will share
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| We’ve got things that we can do without
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| Most anytime anywhere
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| Every little daydream that appears in all we do
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| Gives us some problems of our own
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| If you turn back to that page again
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| And you can’t win
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| If you ask me I’ll tag along
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| Paper matches in the afternoon
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| Cups of tea and all of that Zen
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| I think it’s time we took a walk outside
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| It seems there is no oxygen
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| This time tomorrow we might all be packed and gone
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| I believe it’s best we carry on
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| Smoke rings rising til they disappear
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| In the sky above
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| If you ask me I’ll tag along
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| Each and every bad dream will be hammered into dust
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| When we get back where we belong
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| If you ever turn that page again
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| And you need a friend
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| If you ask me I’ll tag along
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| This time tomorrow we might all be packed and gone
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| I believe it’s best we carry on
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| Smoke rings rising til they disappear
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| In the sky above
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| If you ask me I’ll tag along |