| You were a no-show, down the jivin' disco
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| My momma’s at home getting pissed on vino
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| When the kids buy draws but they’re smoking Bisto
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| My flow goes straight but it ends illegal and the regal sons get the purest
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| bugel
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| And the bullies only pick on the young and feeble, now hey yo lets go mucho
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| boozing
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| Sometimes you wonder what am I doing?
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| You move and you groove when you lose what you lose, and you lose what you
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| groove and your moving away
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| And you move what you groove when you prove what you lose and you lose what you
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| choose
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| And your moving away
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| Well OK, what happen if we stay? |
| Straight to the barrier then run off away
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| I say what I mean but don’t mean what I say was I right? |
| No? |
| oh-my-goody-gosh
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| darn it
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| Chatting to Barney from High Barnet with no barnet about how we sure do love it
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| A young son muppet with my ma’s gin&tonic, &I'm puking up all over your Capri
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| car bonnet
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| You got so much to take, too much always gonna waste your time
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| I need direction, always been crap on the travel as I read the signs
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| So shut your mouth love before I stick this track where the sun don’t shine
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| Tick a tock the clock actin like a motherfucker drunk, falling asleep on the
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| northern line
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| All aboard! |
| last train!
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| How would you feel getting left alone
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| He was a toned down original and stepped to toe
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| He was the bottomless bottles and the backwashed barrel
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| And the Sikh who is son was thrown out and left ferrel
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| Its all gone wrong in your life of answers
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| Use to take AAA’s art to charge us
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| Take you away from your hazy days
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| Rave life just a blur in the halls of dancers
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| Wakey wakey! |
| Up ya step! |
| one man band, eh?
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| What you doing? |
| Where ya where ya run from? |
| Where ya where ya two tone,
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| where’s your kingdom?
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| Where ya going? |
| Where ya wanna be? |
| Your holding it down with the pacemaker
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| give it away, I want yo money |