When you're down to the last skin
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And the limelight splutters to darkness in the death of a Zippo.
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At the backstage door the last fan has long disappeared
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With a plastic bag stuffed full of memories.
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If only you'd signed them, if only to testify, if only to recognise that he existed.
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That for a moment he stood there.
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Side by side in the gutter on the hard cold shoulder of destiny.
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You say never again this is the end and it's all gonna change you're determined this time.
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Year after year you pretend it's for real and it's all gonna change you're determined this time.
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Well happy birthday to me!
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When you're the worm in the bottle.
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You're the last one to leave and there's nowhere to go to.
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And the minicab driver politely suggests you go home.
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If you could only remember, just where that's at,
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Just where you been, just where it went wrong.
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You'll eventually find it.
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You say never again this is the end and it's all gonna change you're determined this time.
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Year after year you pretend it's for real and it's all gonna change you're determined this time.
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Well happy birthday to me!
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When you're down to the end line and they're writing you up and writing you off and it feels just like an obituary.
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You feel it's all over. You want to drive on down to the beach
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And just keep on swimming. But you're still treading water.
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You say never again this is the end and it's all gonna change you're determined this time.
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Year after year you pretend it's for real and it's all gonna change you're determined this time.
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Well happy birthday to me!
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Happy Birthday!
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Worm in a Bottle
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