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Having an argument with myself down Elizabeth Street |
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Bumping into backpackers |
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And struggling with the parameters |
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And the basic construction of my feet |
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Kicking beer cans and rubbish along the concrete |
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Crossing the street and crossing galaxies |
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Of taxis and backseats and drunk suites |
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And half-Greeks |
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Shut up, no, you shut up |
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What's the matter, take a number, Buttercup |
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Every time I hear you say, "Fuck it" |
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I would remind you of the photo in your pocket |
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How long's it been there? Two years, I bet |
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Have a sniff, it smells like a cigarette |
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When was the last time you smoked a cigarette? |
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And more importantly, who did you smoke it with? |
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Having an argument with myself down Victoria Street |
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Passing the market |
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Now the windows neon illuminating my path to defeat |
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Your grinning face scaring a poor parakeet |
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Your heavy breathing, scaring the wind |
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So rich on Summer and so sweet |
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Fuck you, no, you fuck you |
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You didn't come here for nothing, did you? |
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I know that's what you've been saying lately |
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But let me draw attention to exhibit B |
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Honeysuckle on a little plastic envelope |
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And put the flower underneath a microscope |
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See what's written on the petals |
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Look closer, that's her initials |
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And now I'm walking by Bev and Mick's |
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Backpacker hostel on Victoria Street |
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Where it's reggae night tonight |
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And the backpackers are pouring out |
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Like a tidal wave of vomit |
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I have to sit down on the curbside |
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And count the coins in my pocket |
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See if I have enough cash to take a taxi home |
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No, alright, yes, can we just try to figure this out? |
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Can we just talk about this, please? |
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Nah, I don't wanna talk to you |
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Okay, you wanna keep fighting? |
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Yeah, I wanna keep on fighting |
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Alright, fair enough |
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1, 2, 3, here we go |
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Having an argument with myself down Queensbury Street |
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The lonely light from the town hall clock tower |
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The chime of the bells striking |
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1, 2, 3 |
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And it took shape in the form of an image |
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In the form of a living memory |
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The way her shadow used to walk by your side |
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In a different time in a different city |
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Oh please, no, you oh please |
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I wanna see you drop down on your knees |
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Someone will see your hand waving farewell |
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Why you're hittin' yourself, why you're hittin' yourself? |
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He's to repeat this half twice at March |
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First it's then it's farce |
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But where did I find the source |
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To make history of a love, a love like ours |
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A love like ours |
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