| We’re the kids that live for the weekend
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| Work all day, then we jump in the deep end
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| Little coin when it comes to the bleak ends
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| Never learned we were all only 17
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| I know, I know it will never last forever
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| I say, I say we’re living under too much pressure
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| Let go, let go of yourself
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| I’ll be with you, I’ll be with you
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| Don’t care, don’t care bout no-one else it’s what I do
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| It’s what I do
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| Say it we always feel protected,
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| Five pounds an hour and the things we collected,
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| Talk talk and my head turns negative
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| Get a real job, get a real job
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| I know, I know we can never live together
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| I say, I say you’re living under too much pressure
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| Let go, let go of yourself
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| I’ll be with you, I’ll be with you
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| Don’t care, don’t care bout no-one else it’s what I do
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| It’s what I do
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| And you dance like nobody’s watching
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| And you sing like no one’s listening
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| And you trust like nobody’s judging
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| Cos you, did you, did you, did you
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| Did you, did you, did you, did you
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| Did you, did you, did you, did you
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| Let go, let go of yourself
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| I’ll be with you, I’ll be with you
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| Don’t care, don’t care bout no-one else it’s what I do
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| It’s what I do
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| Let go, let go of yourself
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| I’ll be with you, I’ll be with you
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| Don’t care, don’t care bout no-one else it’s what I do
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| It’s what I do |