| When you left, you left me reeling
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| But I’ll try to fight this feeling
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| I thought you were as happy as a dicky-bird
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| Oh but for my love of another bird
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| Oh, now I’m stuck waiting
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| A collier’s wife will not stop scrating
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| I hope you know that if I only could
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| I’d sing you songs like a lover should
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| If I took you by the hand
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| It was cos you could hardly stand
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| And I could hardly stand still
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| I know there are things you’d like to do
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| And I like wasting time with you
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| But I’m still in it for the thrill
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| So lads, you know the drill
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| You took off and left me reeling
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| I still don’t care for this feeling
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| You sing in my ear like a mockingbird
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| But I’d be happy with any other bird
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| Oh, we wasted time like cutter
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| Times well spent lost in the gutter
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| The stars we see don’t mean a single thing
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| Oh, how we band of brothers sing
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| If I took you by the hand
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| It was cos you could hardly stand
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| And I could hardly stand still
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| I know there are thing you’d like to do
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| And I like wasting time with you
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| But I’m still in it for the thrill
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| So lads, you know the drill |