Einar
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Walk through here
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Walk through here
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Walk.
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Björk
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When I've been just by myself
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I start thinking too much
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Unhealthy things start to happen
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Like gastric disorders
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Oh, oh oh
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Einar
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Oh no..
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Björk
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Oh-oh-oh!
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Einar
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Oh yes..
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Björk
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Oh-oh-oh!
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Einar
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Oh no..
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Björk
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Oh-oh-oh!
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Einar
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Ohh..
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I just go out walking
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With my favourite piece of wood
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With a 4 inch nail driven through it
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Björk
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Walkin! I'm coming!
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When I am just by myself
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I think too much
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I start polishing my behaviour
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Without any mercy
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Oh-oh-oh!
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Einar
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Oh no..
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Björk
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Oh-oh-oh!
|
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Einar
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Oh yes..
|
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Björk
|
Oh-oh-oh!
|
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Einar
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Oh no..
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Björk
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Oh-oh-oh!
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Einar
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Somehow all the people
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Don't seem to like me
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I don't know why
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I just met them
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Björk
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Can't you see?
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Einar
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Aaaah!
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Björk
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When I've been just by myself
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I start thinking too much
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I know I'm not talkative
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What!
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I've become dry?!
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An emotional biscuit?!
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That's nonsense!
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Not at all!
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Sir, this nail of yours is rusty
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It's evil!
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I can't deal with it!
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Oh-oh-oh!
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Einar
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Sorry!
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Björk
|
Oh-oh-oh!
|
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Einar
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Sorry!
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Björk
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Oh-oh-oh!
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Einar
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Sorry!
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Nail
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| Sugarcubes |
