| She were lying in the bathroom
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| I was banging on the door
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| She was crying in a puddle
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| On the laminate floor
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| I was screaming out, «Let me in
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| You’ve had too much gin
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| You better come out or I’m kicking it in»
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| The door unlocked, my heart stopped
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| I froze, and she said
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| Don’t just stand, don’t just stand there
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| Don’t just stand there, do something
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| Don’t just stand, don’t just stand there
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| Don’t just stand there, do something
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| Do something
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| The 24-hour garage
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| And it’s in my hand
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| As a telephone it’s average
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| But it’s worth a grand
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| A gang of youth
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| Started throwing abuse
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| Your money or your Nikes, do I have to choose?
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| All pride lost, stood in my socks
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| I froze, and I thought
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| Don’t just stand, don’t just stand there
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| Don’t just stand there, do something
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| Don’t just stand, don’t just stand there
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| Don’t just stand there, do something
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| Do something
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| It would be useful if you knew
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| That everything you say and do
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| Potentially could change tomorrow
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| And if you’re all still sleeping there
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| Without the power, without a care
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| Don’t mention me when your alarm goes, yeah
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| Life is just a beer garden
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| A sunny afternoon
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| There’s always one drunk hard man
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| Singing out of tune
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| A plastic chair flies through the air
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| The lager tops go everywhere
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| The jukebox clicks, a record sticks
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| And we froze, everybody sang
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| Don’t just stand, don’t just stand there
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| Don’t just stand there, do something
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| Don’t just stand, don’t just stand there
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| Don’t just stand there, do something
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| It would be useful if you knew
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| That everything you say and do (do something)
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| Potentially could change tomorrow (do something)
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| And if you’re all still sleeping there
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| Without the power, without a care (do something)
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| Don’t mention me when your alarm goes
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| Off |