| I know you’re brilliant and young
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| You’re like an icicle in the sun
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| You sparkle and you shine, okay
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| And one day soon you’ll melt away
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| Fade away, melt away
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| Do, do do do, do do do do, do do do…
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| Do, do do do, do do do do, do do do…
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| It’s 6'o clock, and growing colder
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| And nobody looks out on the bay
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| But now they’re sparking up the window
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| Well I can see her cry
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| The water glistening in her eye
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| Trickle down and caught the line
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| And crash down, quenching-
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| Yeah you’re brilliant and young
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| But no one said it’s any fun
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| I know you heard somebody say
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| «Every dog must have it’s day,"-It's not your day, bark away
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| Do, do do do, do do do do, do do do…
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| Do, do do do, do do do do, do do do…
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| It’s 8'o clock, I’m growing older
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| She wonders why they stay away
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| It just don’t fit in like it used to
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| The meter’s running out
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| She gets another shooting-out
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| She sighs and then she settles down
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| Another evening…
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| I know you’re brilliant and young
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| You burst and now your time has come
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| Where I stand to look, okay
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| Well I remember you this way, come this way, don’t delay
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| Play the worn out tape, the one that has you smiling
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| Play the parts with ease, where even they survive
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| Turn the volume down, and all the old excuses
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| The ones that said «I Do»
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| I would if I could, it’s true
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| 'Cause when you’re old there’s nothing new
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| But just remember
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| When you’re brilliant and young
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| It’s sad to see what you’ve become
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| And you just want to shake and shout
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| Leave somewhere, they’re going out
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| And straighten them among the crowd
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| The cobbles in the blackest shroud, ooh ooh
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| When you’re brilliant and young
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| You’re like an icicle in the sun, number one, rule of thumb
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| Do, do do do, do do do do, do do do… |