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You don't know what it's been like Meeting someone like you You don't know what it's been like Meeting someone like you You look like Jesus on a aeroplane

Thinking about thinking of you Summertime think it was June Yeah think it was June Laying back, head on the grass Children grown having some laughs Yeah

Won't you take your words brother? Won't you mind your world brother? I find you so offensive punk Won't you take my word brother? I tell you no lies

I got a royal flush I gotta ten bob In my pocket for luck Just another crush I got my head read In the shed once again My friend Inside, outside

Here it comes again Like the first time again I cant sleep I watch the rain But im happy again How can this be Why did this feeling Creep on up on me

Won't you take your words, brother? Won't you mind your world, brother? I find you so offensive, punk Won't you take my word, brother? I tell you no

I got a royal flush I gotta ten bob In my pocket for luck Just another crush I got my head read In the shed once again, my friend Inside, outside, upside

Oh, I stepped off the train at dawn Walked along an open road to find you Oh, you made beds at the Gold Motel Sold junk at the carousel to bind you Lo

Ever dance with the devil baby? Oh no Make my day Do you feel lucky? Oh no Tomorrow's another day Can you walk on water, maybe? Oh no Turn water into