| Call me morbid, call me pale
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| I’ve spent six years on your trail
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| Six long years
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| On your trail
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| Call me morbid, call me pale
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| I’ve spent six years on your trail
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| Six full years of my life on your trail
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| And if you have five seconds to spare
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| Then I’ll tell you the story of my life:
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| Sixteen, clumsy and shy
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| I went to London and I
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| I booked myself in at the Y … W.C.A
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| I said: «I like it here — can I stay?
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| I like it here — can I stay?
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| Do you have a vacancy
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| For a Back-scrubber?»
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| She was left behind, and sour
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| And she wrote to me, equally dour
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| She said: «In the days when you were
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| Hopelessly poor
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| I just liked you more…»
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| And if you have five seconds to spare
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| Then I’ll tell you the story of my life:
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| Sixteen, clumsy and shy
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| I went to London and I
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| I booked myself in at the Y … W.C.A
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| I said: «I like it here — can I stay?
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| I like it here — can I stay?
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| And do you have a vacancy
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| For a Back-scrubber ?»
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| Call me morbid, call me pale
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| I’ve spent too long on your trail
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| Far too long
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| Chasing your tail
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| Oh …
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| And if you have five seconds to spare
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| Then I’ll tell you the story of my life:
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| Sixteen, clumsy and shy
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| That’s the story of my life
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| Sixteen, clumsy and shy
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| The story of my life
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| That’s the story of my life
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| That’s the story of my life
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| That’s the story of my life
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| The story of my life
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| That’s the story of my life
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| That’s the story of my life
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| That’s the story of my life
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| That’s the story of my life
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| That’s the story of my life
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| That’s the story … |