| Got this funny feeling going through my head
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| That if I go down to the pub I might just end up in bed
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| With a blond or a brunette or a red head or two
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| But oh what am I saying that’ll never happen to you
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| Can this be right? |
| Can this be wrong?
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| Doing what I’m doing all night long
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| I love to brag, I love to boast
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| And all the lads in the pub think I’ve had the most
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| You see 'cos I just love to fantasize
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| All these thoughts I’ve got inside
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| It can’t be healthy what I’m doing
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| I’d like to get them out my head
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| Before I go blind in my bed
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| Time to change is days and she’s heading for you
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| She knows just what she wants and she knows what to do
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| She drags you back to her place step over the toys
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| The baby-sitters sleeping so we can’t make much noise
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| It’s been so long, I won’t go fast
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| Ejaculation, celebration here at last
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| Pig in shit, cat and the cream
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| I open up my eyes, but It’s another wet dream
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| You see 'cos I just love to fantasize
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| All these thoughts I’ve got inside
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| It can’t be healthy what I’m doing
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| I’d like to get them out my head
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| Before I go blind in my bed
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| I’ve had this funny feeling lying in my bed
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| Someone’s spreading rumours down the King’s Head
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| But I’ve got this reputation and I can’t stop it now
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| I’d like to be in heaven but this feels like hell
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| Can this be right? |
| Can this be wrong?
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| Doing what I’m doing all night long
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| I love to brag, I love to boast
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| And all the lads in the pub think I’ve had the most
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| You see 'cos I just love to fantasize
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| I close my eyes she’s always there
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| Why am I living this nightmare?
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| She’s a darling in my eyes
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| But I just love to fantasize
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| You see 'cos I just love to fantasize
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| On my bed I always lie
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| Same old blue book in my hand
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| To the pictures I relate
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| Is this my world is this my fate? |