| Like a millionaire, but with nothing to spare
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| All this time on my hands doesn’t go anywhere
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| (But) before you think to cry, I know that…
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| It’s not right, that your there, with your love, going spare
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| You’re like a waste of space in an empty room
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| Just hoping, somebody gets to you soon
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| (The way you) run around is not so clever
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| I warn you, honey I love you
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| With a heart full of song, I will drive you away
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| This I’ve known all along but I don’t think I’d blame
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| You for passing on…
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| ('Cos) It’s not right, that you care so much more, than I care
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| I’m just a waste of space, and I rarely move
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| Here’s hoping, somebody gets to me soon
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| The way you run around is not so clever
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| I warn you honey, I love you
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| Centre stage is yours to take
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| If you can lose this waste of space |