| Wound up drunk again on Robson Street
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| Strange cuz we always agreed
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| At the start of every evening
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| That’s the last place I wanna be
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| Coffee drinkers dressed in black with no sugar
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| They don’t give me no respect
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| They say 'look here comes another one'
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| And i don’t know what they mean yet
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| And i say
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| Keep it light enough to travel…
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| Don’t let it all unravel…
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| Promise me we won’t go into the nightclub
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| I feel so fucked up when I’m in there
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| Can’t tell the bouncers from the customers
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| And i don’t know which ones i prefer
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| Promise me we won’t go into the nightclub
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| I really think that it’s obscene
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| What kind of people go to meet people
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| Where they can’t be heard or seen |