| Last night, i had a dream about everybody here
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| You were all wearing smart red tops in the opening scene
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| Looking at me kinda strange 'cos i was wearing old jeans
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| Talking to each other
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| The cigarettes you smoke have no smoke to blow
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| (at me) a little word in your ear
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| (at me) a little word in your ear, girl
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| (at me) a little word in your ear
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| (at me) a little word in your ear, girl
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| You’ve got the days mixed up in your diary
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| You sent the moment back to have it redone
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| Because you sing, but i know that you’ll never sing to me
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| Comes to my attention, that when you talk, you always talk.
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| (at me) a little word in your ear
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| (at me) a little word in your ear, girl
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| (ad libby-singing;
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| Talk a little. |
| sing a sad. |
| little song. |
| oh why, so little. |
| such high, no.
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| high high. |
| sunrise here)
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| A little word in your ear
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| A little word in your ear, girl
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| A little word in your ear
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| A little word in your ear
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| (at me) a little word in your ear
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| (at me) a little word in your ear, girl
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| (at me) a little word in your ear
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| (at me) a little word in your ear, girl
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| (etc, ad infinitum) |