| Received a letter just the other day
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| Don’t seem they wanna know you no more
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| They’ve laid it down given you their score
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| Within the first two lines it bluntly read
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| You’re not to come and see us no more
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| Keep away from our door
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| Don’t come 'round here no more
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| What on earth did you do that for?
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| Our aunt, she don’t wanna know she says
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| «What will the neighbours think, they’ll think
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| We don’t, that’s what they’ll think, we don’t»
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| But I will, 'cause I know they think I don’t
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| Our uncle he don’t wanna know he says
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| «We are a disgrace to the human race», he says
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| «How can you show your face
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| When you’re a disgrace to the human race?»
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| No commitment, you’re an embarrassment
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| Yes, an embarrassment, a living endorsement
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| The intention that you have booked
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| Was an intention that was overlooked
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| They say, «Stay away
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| Don’t want you home today
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| Keep away from our door
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| Don’t come 'round here no more»
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| Our dad, don’t wanna know he says
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| «This is a serious matter
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| Too late to reconsider
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| No one’s gonna wanna know ya»
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| Our mum, she don’t wanna know, she says
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| «I'm feelin' twice as old», she says
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| «Thought she had a head on her shoulder
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| 'Cause I’m feelin' twice as older
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| I’m feelin' twice as older»
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| You’re an embarrassment |