don't like your stare
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don't like the arm in the air
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your style is so brash
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and that silly moustache
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it was, tabletalk
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the evil I see
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sends bad vibrations through me
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and oh what a square
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with your diagonal hair
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it was, tabletalk
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l said to gilly
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'how do you do tabletalk?'
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'how do you do tabletalk?'
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and this is what she said;
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'love love love love...'
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the love of his life
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too close to become a wife
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and the death of this girl
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came close to saving the world
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from his tabletalk
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Tabletalk
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| Adam Ant |
