| I got a crush
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| Copy shop clerk
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| But she won’t look up at me
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| Don’t want to be known as the freak who just comes around to catch her eye
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| We could be sleeping in the flowers
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| We could sleep all afternoon
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| You’d proclaim that you’re an island
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| I proclaim that I’m one too
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| Then we float into the harbor with just piers and boats around
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| I declare that I am England
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| You declare that I have drowned
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| I got a ride home with a drunk guy
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| How ungrateful I must have seemed
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| He showed me how to spin my head round and round
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| We’ll be sleeping in the flowers
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| Tell my boss that I’ve been fired |