I'd seen it all that afternoon
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I'd seen it all, and your brother's too
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You showed me round your mother's front room
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And dropped your pants
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Took off your shoes
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You can't tell me now that you're laid
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You can't sell me now that you're paid
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You can't shelve me now that you're made
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You can't tell me now that you're laid
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You have a flair for taking off clothes
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You left me there and nobody knows
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how you came round four times that day
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and had your way, walked away
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You can't tell me now that you're laid
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You can't sell me now that you're laid
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You can't tell me now that you're laid
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You can't sell me now that you're paid
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You can't shelve me now that you're made
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You can't tell me now that I'm laid
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Gathedral Park
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