Almost polite, they point a finger
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Chase the muslin designs
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Almost as blind, shrug your shoulder
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Look what you're leaving behind
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On the way out, out of this world
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On a day out, out of this world
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Almost apart, I'm divided
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With control dots
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Almost divine, she takes her time
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And she go out of her mind
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Hey there, please come and stay with me now
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Beneath the arches of our sky
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Beneath the curse that sucks you dry
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Almost a prize, I can't believe it
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Right between the eyes
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Almost a man, almost master
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Almost also-ran
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Look what you're leaving behind
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Out Of This World
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| Steve Kilbey |
