| Grey skies, and McDonald fries on your way home
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| Playing in the rain alone
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| You’re going have to learn to ride your new bike
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| All on your own.
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| Because now your the man of the home
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| Momma’s Never going to tell you lies
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| And it’s okay for boys to cry
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| Daddys going now so say bye bye
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| You’re going to have to find new games to play
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| Yoy’re going to have to find new men to imitate
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| Now that he’s away
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| You find him in the MTV stations
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| You find him in the magazine pages
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| Go on and take your pick
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| Bridge:
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| Dry Mummy’s eyes and. |
| tell her it’s alright and
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| Your going to be here to the end
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| Apart from 2nd week-ends
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| Momma’s never gonna tell you lies
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| And it’s okay for boys to cry
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| Daddy’s going now so say bye bye
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| So go do your homework and go brush your teeth
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| Because you know you’re going to see him when you sleep
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| And sometime these dreams seem just out of reach
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| And when you wake up his shoes are still to big for your feet
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| So go on walk your way, go on walk your way
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| So go on walk your way, go on walk your way…
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| Momma’s never gonna tell you lies
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| And it’s okay for boys to cry
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| Daddy’s going now so say bye bye
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| Say Bye Bye. |