I was asking for a drink last night
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Never noticing that things just weren't quite right
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For the bartender said you look queer
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So disappear
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Before I realised what I'd be through
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A girl came up to me and said "I love you"
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But I whispered gently in her ear
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To disappear
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What is wrong with everyone in this town
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That's what I am asking me
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And to my reply it's bound to be
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Something I'll never forget
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That alone it would happen again
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But if it did, I'd know right there and then
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I would pack everything I have here
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And disappear
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Disappear
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| Gilbert O'Sullivan |
