| Naaaaahhhh
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| Huh
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| So, I am the clown living on the 22nd floor
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| Got quite a wife but not one I quite adore
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| So I’ve got no money but I’ve got no pain
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| Got no loving but I ain’t got no shame
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| And I’m just sitting here
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| Going insane, oh no
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| Oh there she goes, oh there she goes
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| The way she moves, the way she moves
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| I hope she knows, I hope she knows
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| I hope she’ll choose
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| Just me, not you
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| So, I was a clown living on the 9th floor Got quite
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| A wife, but I’ve also been told, she’s quite the whore
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| You know?
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| So I’ve got a silly, embarrassing stain
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| Comes and it goes
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| In the raind it stays And I’m just
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| Sitting here, rubbing it in vain, oh no
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| Oh there she goes, oh there she goes
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| The way she moves, the way she moves
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| I hope she knows, I hope she knows
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| I hope she’ll choose
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| Just me not you
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| Lalalalalalala lalalalalala
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| Lalalalalalala lalalalaaaahh
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| So, I was the clown living on the ground floor
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| They call me the mother-fucking landlord
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| And I am the one you’d love to be
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| Might be the man you seem to see
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| Please stop — calling me a dream, oh no
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| Oh there she goes
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| Oh there she goes The way she moves, the way she moves
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| I hope she knows, I hope she knows
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| I hope she’ll choose
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| Just me not you |