We're still waiting out here for you
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we're still waiting come back soon
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you said that you'd make things better
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but we're still waiting in the queue
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The queue of Mr You [x2]
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Mr You in your pinstripe suit
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with your hair slicked back from an oil pack
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and your handkerchief in your pocket shaded blue
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my friends put their faith in you
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so you took their minds and then turned the screw
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and now I see them queuing in the queue
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The queue of Mr You [x2]
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Mr You you're looking flash with you're highlife strapped upon your back
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and your 52 week holiday per year
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champagne corks pop in your ear
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the only sound that you choose to hear
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mute the voices of the people in the queue
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The queue of Mr You [x2]
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we're still waiting out here for you
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we're still waiting in the queue
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People are talking
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they're starting to walk away
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better start watching, coz people are leaving
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The queue of Mr You [x2]
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we're still here, waiting out here for you
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we're still waiting, come back soon
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you said that you'd make things better
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but we're still waiting in the queue
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The queue of Mr You [x2]
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you said that you'd make things better [fade out]
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Mr. You
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| Mark Owen |
