| She / she used to live with his brother / Now she’s an unmarried mother / with
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| another /
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| on the way / He’s seond rate / twisted out of shape / and he looks a state,
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| it costs so much to look this rough / They go to town / they like to shop around / and look
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| at all
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| those things / All those things they never wnated anyway / She hates his hair /
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| that
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| stupid coat he wears / but sometimes second best / is the best that you can get
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| / Oh yes /
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| oh somebody told me / 'cos seconds turn to hours / and the hours turn into days
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| / but
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| still it feels like morning / The first time leaves its trace / and then slides
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| into
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| second place / and still it feels like morning / At night they try to fly /
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| hold on tight
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| and close their eyes / and they hit the ground in the morning / But in the
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| morning it’s
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| raining / Oh Christ you’re always complaining / can’t you think of something
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| else / It’s
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| nearly-nu / a bargain basement made for two / and if you blur your eyes / you
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| could be anywhere / you want yourself to be / Oh yeah, it’s bad / I know you want to laugh, so laugh / But sometimes second best / Is all that you can get / Oh yeah / oh somebody told
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| me / the seconds turn to hours / and the hours turn into days / but still it feels like
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| morning / The first time leaves its trace / and then slides into second place /
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| and still
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| it feels like morning / At night they try to fly / hold on tight and close
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| their eyes /
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| and they hit the ground in the morning / But you’re so perfect you don’t
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| interest me at all / You’re golden boy fell down / Don’t you know / he hasn’t got a personality? |
| / And I know / he said he’d last all night then gave you seconds / yeah / The seconds
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| turn to hours / and the hours turn into days / but still it feels like morning / The
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| first time
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| leaves its trace / and then slides into second place / and still it feels like
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| morning /
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| At night they try to fly / hold on tight and close their eyes / and they hit
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| the ground in the morning / My God they’re still alive / they got it wrong but they still
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| tried / and
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| they made it through to the morning. |