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Nothing to do to save his life call his wife in
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Nothing to say but what a day, how's your boy been
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Nothing to do it's up to you, I've got nothing to say but it's OK
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Good morning, good morning, morring.
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Going to work don't want to go feeling low down
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Heading for home you start to roam then you're in town
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Everybody knows there's nothing doing, Everything is closed it's like a ruin
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Everyone you see is half asleep, And you're on your own,
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You're in the street
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After a while you start to smile, now you feel cool
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Then you decide to take a walk by the old school
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Nothing has changed, it's still the same, I've got nothing to say but it's OK.
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Good morning, good morning, good morring.
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People runing round it's five o'clock, Everywhere in town it's getting dark,
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Everyone you see is full of life, It's time fot tea and meet the wife
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Somebody needs to know the time, glad that I'm here
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Watching the skirts you start to flirt now you're in gear
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Go to a show you hope she goes, I've got nothing to say, but it's OK
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Good morning, good morning, good...
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Good Morning, Good Morning
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