| I’m looking rather wasted now that you’re gone,
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| And now that I know you’re on your own
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| Have you seen the very thing
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| Thats making all the noise so shimmering
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| Do you know you’re not alone
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| Cos every little body on the surface has a silver ring
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| And get it right, my proper plight
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| Thats making all the noise so very white
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| And do you know, you’re not alone
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| Cos every little body on the surface has a better home
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| I’m looking rather wasted now that you’re gone,
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| And now that I know you’re on your own x5
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| Look and see, what better be?
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| Tales telling of the stories so tenderly
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| Do you know you’re not alone
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| Cos every little body on the surface has a silver seed
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| And get it right, my other plight
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| Thats making all the noise so very white
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| I’m looking rather wasted now that you’re gone,
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| And now that I know you’re on your own x5
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| Have you seen this very thing
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| Thats making all the noise so shimmering
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| Don’t you know that you are choking by exception,
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| You know I’m not allowing this to happen when you’re going home
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| I’m looking rather wasted now that you’re gone,
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| And now that I know you’re on your own x5 |