| Well we were an odd couple you and I
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| In our strange and original attire
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| I thought, I thought it was love at first sight
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| My mother, my mother, she shivered with fright
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| Well I couldn’t tell if you were boy or girl
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| My mind was in such a swirl
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| I couldn’t tell if you were boy or girl
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| True love roams, it roams where it will
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| Alas, Oh Agnes
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| I still adore you, oh Agnes
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| Oh Agnes, Oh Agnes, Oh Agnes, Oh Agnes
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| Agnes it all ended up in tears
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| Mind, you still have your souvenirs
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| You’ve got scars from head to toe
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| It’s getting hard to tell your friends from foe
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| Well, you picked me up at King’s Cross station
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| After my backstreet operation
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| You broke me, you broke the painful news
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| You dumped me, you dumped me for a pretty young muse
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| Well my lessons they are there to learn
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| My scars are caused by cigarette burns
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| I have no memories and I spend all day
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| Balancing the porcelain
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| Alas, Oh Agnes
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| I still adore you, oh Agnes
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| Oh Agnes, Oh Agnes, Oh Agnes, Oh Agnes
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| Oh Agnes I adore you
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| Oh Agnes I adore you
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| Oh Agnes I adore you
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| Oh Agnes I still adore you |