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Catch the last train Sunday evening |
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Evacuate provincial suburbs |
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Back to halls, the digs, the balls |
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To make your play |
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Maybe when the term is over |
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Then you'll stay |
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For all the popstars in your pub |
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They think they're London girls |
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And London girls in mummy's pearls |
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They know the colours, understand |
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They think their time will last |
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Camden Town on Tuesday lunchtime |
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Get the papers, maybe this time |
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Indicators indicate a trend your way |
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You're front page news |
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The guest list proved that you don't pay |
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Miriam & Vivien invite you to their private view |
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To drink white wine and later dine |
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Oh, don't forget |
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'Cause you're the latest hot shot |
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Britpop poet laureate |
