Mark was there, he was chasing tail, the urban genie
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On the door got offered the manners test and he failed
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That girl who said she was your friend but you really hated her was there in her element
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As two chunky thick set skinheads gyrated her
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I was sulking by the cigarette machine by the back bar
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This time you've gone too far
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I'll be minding your drink as you go to the RBS Cash machine,
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Don't sniff keep it clean
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What should I do now I am all alone?
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The rest of the world has gone home
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I tried to paint my feelings through this verse
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Just like Neil Young did in the back of his hearse
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But you won't hear much of that though in here though
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It's full of cheerful chaps who whistle and leer and live on their own
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I'll be sulking by the cigarette machine by the back bar
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This time you've gone too far
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I'll be minding your drink as you go to the RBS Cash machine,
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Don't sniff, keep it clean
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What should I do now I am all alone?
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The rest of the world has gone home
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The Deansgate fireflies they blink and wink at me
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I haven't felt this alone since my art GCSE
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And don't bother with the tears tomorrow
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You're always doing it, you're always doing it
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You're always bloody doing it
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I'll be sulking by the cigarette machine by the back bar
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This time you've gone too far
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I'll be minding your drink as you go to the RBS Cash machine,
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Don't sniff, keep it clean
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What should I do now I am all alone?
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The rest of the world has gone home
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What should I do now I am all alone?
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The rest of the world has gone home
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The Rest Of The World Has Gone Home
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| The Courteeners |
