| And now the sound of time is passing fast
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| It’s getting late, don’t know if I can take much more
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| The way you talk I often wondered
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| If I heard the words somewhere, someplace before
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| I got so nervous when I called and found that lately
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| You had gone and changed your name
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| But I’ve got something on my mind
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| I want you here, I want you now
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| You’d better explain
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| Is it true you’re running round now
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| Is it true they’re calling you the Chelsea Girl
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| Is it true you’re running round now
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| Is it true they’re calling you the Chelsea Girl
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| Your best friend never calls you up but you don’t mind
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| 'Cause lately things are all the same
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| Ain’t it strange how people always seem to know your face
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| But just don’t know your name
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| Well, I don’t care there’s no-one there
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| That even turned around and say get out of this place
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| Last night I saw a shooting star
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| When morning comes she hides away
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| A real disgrace
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| Is it true you’re running round now
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| Is it true they’re calling you the Chelsea Girl
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| Is it true you’re running round now
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| Is it true they’re calling you the Chelsea Girl
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| Oh, Chelsea Girl
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| You have got me caught up in a whirl
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| I want you here now, Chelsea Girl
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| You have got me caught up in a whirl
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| I want you here now, Chelsea Girl |