Well we'd talk and talk and talk about it
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But talk would do no good
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We have little to next to nothing to talk about
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And we'd talk and talk and talk around it
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But talk would do no good
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We have little to next to nothing to talk about
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So nothing went from nothing then
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And then back to the nothing I expected when
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I return the favour
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Is it time to go home?
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Ooh ooh
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Now we can talk and talk and talk about it
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Talk until we're blue
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It's just a big jug full of stupid passing thru
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It's like a boxer's goodbye, I'll see you Cassius Clayter
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In French Muhammed ¢® Oui
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Yeah we have little to next to nothing to talk about
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So nothing went from nothing then
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And then back to the nothing I expected when
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I return the favour
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Is it time to go home?
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It's a waste of time and a waste of space
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It's just taproom talk through a drunken haze
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I return the favour
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Guess it's time to go home
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Ooh ooh
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I got my mind made up and it's getting clear
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There's better things to go than staying here
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I return the favour
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and leave on my own
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Ooh ooh
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Return The Favour
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