And whatever happened to the girl we used to know?
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Oh, the one with the mousy hair.
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All fumbling for love in the back of the car
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But you never quite found it there.
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And the randy old barmaid, she's gone in after you
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To the man with the satin bow tie,
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Who looks down his nose as he serves out the booze
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And he'd rather you passed him by.
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Passed him by.
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And he'd rather you passed him by.
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And whatever happened to the deals we used to make
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Watch your hands, there's a copper about!
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Ah, the pub's not the same since they changed the name
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And the bankers look shiny and smart.
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And there's no friends left, they've all married and gone
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And they live on the edge of the town.
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All part of the team in the country club scene
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And they'd rather you passed them by.
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Passed them by.
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And they'd rather you passed them by.
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So you've fled to the city for to find a new scene,
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With the posers and the girls with fast cars
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And the rock-and-roll boys with their electrified toys
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And the managers pass cigars.
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And your out on your own and you've found a new bone.
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Going back was crazy, I did.
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When your making your name, things we'll never stay the same,
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And it's better you passed them by.
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Passed them by.
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And it's better you passed them by.
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Passed them by.
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And it's better you passed them by.
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And whatever happened to the girl we used to know?
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Oh, the one with the mousy hair.
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All fumbling for love on the park bench out tonight,
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But you never quite found it there.
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And the randy old barmaid, she's gone in after you
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To the man with the satin bow tie,
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Who looks down his nose as he serves out the booze
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And he'd rather you passed him by.
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Passed him by.
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And he'd rather you passed him by.
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Passed him by.
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And he'd rather you passed him by.
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Passed You By
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Mike Oldfield |