| Looking back now, I can see
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| The ghost of myself as I used to be Looking back now, I can see
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| The ghost of myself haunting me It’s an undistinguished room with a single bed
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| I used to share with you at the weekend
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| Books and records, new wave and disco
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| We’ll go for a swim and then the Cafe Picasso
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| Looking back now, I can see
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| The ghost of myself as I used to be Looking back now, I can see
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| The ghost of myself haunting me You can see them by the pub, rockabilly boys
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| Camera crews in Flood Street for the election
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| Mohicans, Sloanes, Clones go their own way
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| You packed up your stuff, I went to the V and A Looking back now, I can see
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| The ghost of myself as I used to be Looking back now, I can see
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| The ghost of myself haunting me Looking back now, I can see
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| The ghost of myself wondering what to be Looking back now, I can see
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| The ghost of myself searching for the key
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| Haunted by my shy self, the things we used to do The sudden ghost of myself getting it on with you
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| Looking back now, I can see
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| The ghost of myself wondering what to be Looking back now, I can see
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| The ghost of myself searching for the key |