There's an old man sat by a window
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Waiting for his wife to come back from the
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Car with the keys and the money
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There's a girl trapped in sweet conversation
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The type that leads to nothing more than trouble
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And they're all washed
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With whites and greens
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Blues and yellows
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And they all dance
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Back and forth
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Back and forth, like mice
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There's a couple sat by a
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Window hand in and so still..
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Since the wife got back
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From the car with the money
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And they're all washed
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With whites and greens
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Blues and yellows
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And they all dance
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Back and forth
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Back and forth, like mice
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Another 5 years of this
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And I'd go mad
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Treading in the same old
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Worn out circles
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Another 5 days of this
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And I'd go mad
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Treading in the same old
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Worn out circles
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Dressed In Beautiful Pale Tones
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| Stories And Comets |
