same oul faces
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same oul streets
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same oul people is all you meet
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too long waiting
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standing round
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I'm sick and tired of this
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same oul town
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same oul drizzle
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same oul rain
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same oul walking
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back home again
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same oul heartache
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lost and found
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same old story
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same oul town
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oh I go out for a walk
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to see if there's news
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the rain on the path
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leaking into me shoes
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an i do talk to meself
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cos i'm my only best friend
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it's sunday night
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nearly monday morning again
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Same oul monday
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closed all day
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the farmers and their wisps of hay
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same oul hanging around the square
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same oul spoofers
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same oul stares
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you're welcome back
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yeah bang the door
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this christmas-time and the time before
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dont like asking, you know
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you're fairly wide
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you'd never give us
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the price of a pint
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and I go out for a walk.....
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you know you'd often wonder
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as the years go past
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why you ever bothered
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going to mass
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was it the fear of god
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or to find a wife
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or just buying shares
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in the afterlife
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the bell still tolls
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i heard it there
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for the final journey
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up to the square
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shop doors close
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and the blinds come down
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same oul story
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same oul town
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and i do howl at the moon
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i go barking at dogs
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take off all me clothes
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and lie out in the bog
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an i do talk to meself
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i'm my only best friend
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it's sunday night
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nearly monday morning again
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it's just the same oul story
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same oul town
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same oul faces......
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Same Oul' Town
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The Saw Doctors |