| Well I’m no sick boy, she’s no hand me down
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| Went to London with a red and brown
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| Ornamental ruby ring, she said
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| Please tell me just one thing
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| Was I a first class nightmare, did I bring you down?
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| Was I mental, was I what you found?
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| Filthy and cheap, I apologise
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| Won’t get jealous, won’t kill other guys
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| Well she’s not you, but you’re not here
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| Let’s make it clear
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| Well, Nina said that she was leaving me So I stuck around for a beer
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| Well I ain’t no street kid, she’s no pretty one
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| Loved the bands and had a lot of fun
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| Said oh Sam my dearest won’t you please
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| Push me down another 10 degrees
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| Psycho jukebox, rubber filthy kid
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| Made me jealous of a boy, she did
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| Sat right down, double danced with me Underneath the baby dagger tree
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| Stood by my wall, seeing as she’s small
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| In no time at all
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| Well Nina died in the bedroom
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| And I went to cry in the hall
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| La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la
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| La la la la la la la la…
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| Well she’s so you, too much for me Was number 3, eventually
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| I love it when you talk so filthy on ma phone
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| When I’m not home
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| Come here my boy, get me some cheap gear
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| Come and join us here
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| Well, Nina said that she was leaving me So I stuck around for a beer
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| Well she’s not you, but you’re not here
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| Let’s make it clear
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| Well Nina said that she was leaving me So I stuck around for a beer |