| The answering machine is full
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| With all the calls, it’s nothing new
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| It’s the same old thing
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| The sound of cellphone rings
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| Another problem to ignore
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| One more chore that’s what friends are for
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| And it’s the same old thing
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| And now your cellphone rings, the orders of the king
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| It always seems to be
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| «Oh, gotta go, got no time for conversation»
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| (So long, friend)
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| Always missing something
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| It always seems to be
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| «Oh, so long, there’s no room for an explanation»
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| (So long friend)
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| So long and thanks for nothing
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| Now it’s a time bomb in his hands
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| He understands, trained by its demands
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| And it’s the same old thing
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| Another cellphone ring, the orders of the king
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| It always seems to be
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| «Oh, gotta go, got no time for conversation»
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| (So long, friend)
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| Always missing something
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| It always seems to be
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| «Oh, so long, there’s no need for an explanation»
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| (So long friend)
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| So long and thanks for nothing
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| Now the alarm is set
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| So don’t forget to pull a rabbit from your hat
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| Because it’s what you get
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| When you expect a bit of magic, it falls flat
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| The moon can offer no relief
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| His cellphone shakes him from his sleep
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| It always seems to be
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| «Oh, gotta go, got no time for conversation»
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| (So long, friend)
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| Always missing something
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| It always seems to be
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| «Oh, so long, there’s no need for an explanation»
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| (So long friend)
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| So long and thanks for nothing
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| It always seems to be
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| «Oh, goodbye, farewell»
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| (So long, friend)
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| Always missing something
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| It always seems to be
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| «Oh, goodbye, farewell»
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| (So long friend)
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| So long and thanks for nothing |