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a certain someone
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live your life, have your say
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read your stars, day by day
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if I could have anything in the world for free
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I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me
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oh, live your life, go your way
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and I said oh no
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live your life, stake your claim
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wash your clothes, change your name
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ooh, and I said oh, no, no
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if I could have anything in the world for free
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I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me
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ooh, ah.... you're too twisted by half.... but that's far enough
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so live your life, build a home
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and fill it full of flowers and a bottle of old cologne
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yeah, if I could have anything in the world for free
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I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me
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except perhaps a certain someone
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except perhaps a certain someone
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except perhaps a certain someone
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just to be shown another way out
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you're too twisted by half..... but that's far enough
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oh, I'd be careful living in a block of flats
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and I never take the lift to the top
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no I never take the lift to the top
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Ah, you're too twisted by half
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but that's far enough
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take a swim round, take a look down
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I'll never believe what we've found
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we figured it out, we figured it out
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we lived in a house, in a cold room
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a certain someone
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