| Here’s a story about a girl called joshie
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| We met her on the bathroom floor
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| And maybe it was half past thirty
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| And maybe i don’t know
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| She always wore a smile with her best dress
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| She only sits there wanting more
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| She said that she’d be back today
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| I’ll give it all up to you i’ve given all into you
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| The same old story again
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| And then i’ll do it again
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| And if it’s all i can do
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| We can start over again
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| And if it’s all gonna end
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| I know we’ll see us again
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| A life that always seems so boring
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| A life that seems to go unknown
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| Well if it’s better late than early
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| We’ll never ever know
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| We’re running low on love and affection
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| We always sit there wanting more
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| And maybe we’ll just never know
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| I’ll give it all up to you
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| I’ve given all into you
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| The same old story again
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| And then i’ll do it again
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| And if it’s all i can do
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| We can start over again
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| And if it’s all gonna end
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| I know we’ll see us again
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| I guess it started back when i was nine
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| Way back when beer was only five ninety-nine
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| We had it all we had our dinners with wine
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| We had lice we had mice we had flee
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| Ridden beds but we were
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| So careless always happy and free
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| We had it all we had our coconut tree
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| And anytime if ever we’d disagree
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| We were nice and polite when we’d pee us our beds
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| I’ll give it all up to you
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| I’ve given all into you
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| The same old story again
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| And then i’ll do it again
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| And if it’s all i can do
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| We can start over again
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| And if it’s all gonna end
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| I know we’ll see us again |