Everyone's got secrets
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dirty little secrets
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but i got one on you
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( but i got one on you)
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Although they may be secrets,
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they may show your weakness
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Well are they really true
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(well are they really true)
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Don't tell your mates
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on the council estates
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cos there's no one to trust
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Don't tell the sky as it spits down in your eye
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but tell the priest if you must
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'cos everyone's got problems
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everyone's got problems
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And everyone's got stress
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Controlling our relations avoiding situations
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could end up in a mess
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(could end up in a mess)
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Don't be afraid
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if your thoughts are mislaid
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cos there's nothing to fear
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Don't get upset if your memories
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make regrets because we've all got them here
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'Cos Secrets , secrets, secrets
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Are for keeping, keeping, keeping
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And if you tell them
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They lose their meaning
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(musical fill)
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Don't tell your mates
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on the council estates
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'cos there's no one to trust
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Don't tell the sky as he spits down in your eye
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but tell the priest if you must
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'Cos Secrets , secrets, secrets
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Are for keeping, keeping, keeping
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And if you tell them
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They lose their meaning x 2
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Everyone's got secrets
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dirty little secrets
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but i got one on you
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(but i got one on you)
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Although they may be secrets,
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they may show your weakness
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Well are they really true
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(well are they really true) x 3
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Secrets
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| The Zutons |
