One of them's off her food
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And the other one's off his head
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And both of them are off down the boozer
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To drink a toast
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To the one that he hates most
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And she says there are no winners, only losers
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Well if there are no winners
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Then what is this he thinks
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As he watches her complete a lap of honour
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And he sits in the stands With his head in his hands
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And he thinks of all the things
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He'd like to bring down upon her
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Revenge will bring cold comfort in this darkest hour
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As the juke box says 'It's All Over Now'
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And he stands and he screams
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What have I done wrong
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I've fallen in love with a little time bomb
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In public he's such a man
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He's punching at the walls with his bare and bloody hands
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He's screaming and shouting and acting crazy
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But at home he sits alone and he cries like a baby
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He holds your letters but he can't read them
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As he fights this loneliness that you call freedom
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You said this would happen and you were not wrong
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I've fallen in love with a little time bomb
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Little Time Bomb
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| Billy Bragg |
