European Maids, hard to ignore
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You, me and the boys, barred from the shore
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Fresh-faced imbeciles, laughing at me
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I've been laughing myself, is that so hard to see?
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Do I have to spell each letter out, honestly!
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If there's no room for laughter there's no room for me
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Try looking at you, rather than me
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No truth is in here, it's all fantasy
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Since the last time we met I've been through
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About seven hundred changes and that's just a few
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And the changes all tend to be something to do
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But you've got to believe thaYthey're all done for you
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Chorus: You'll think it's tragic when that moment arrives
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Ah, but it's magic, it's the best years of our lives
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Lost now for the words to tell you the truth
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please banter with me the banter of youth
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If I knew how to say it I'd say it for you
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If I knew how to whisper I'd whisper,for you
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If I knew how to waltz I'd get up and dance for you
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If t thought I could run I'd come running to you
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I've discovered now how to be fair
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This 1 could teach you if only I dare
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The only conclusion 1've reached in my life
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Is that if I should die I should die-by the knife
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Since it's only a matter of courage all right,
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Die a man or a martyr, the two would be nice, so nice
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Chorus: You'll think it's tragic when that moment arrives
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Ah, but it's magic, it's the best years of our lives
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THE BEST YEARS OF OUR LIVES
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| Steve Harley |
