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Seems they're letting him out next year |
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He's behaving himself I hear |
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Governor Conway says it will be fine |
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Just as long as he can tow the line |
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It's the same old story |
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But it says here, mum you're not to worry |
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Cos some you lose and some you lose |
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At this party, he was on his own |
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All he did was say he'd take her home |
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But it seems they didn't go straight there |
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Cos on the porch, she told him, "put your hand here" |
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It's the same old story |
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They told her mum she's not to worry |
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If what she says is so, we'll never let him go! |
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Never a word could be heard |
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Not even the sound of a bird |
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Singing it over again, telling a different story |
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Never the same as before |
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See the summer going out by the door |
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And now that you've paid for those lies |
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Get another disguise |
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It's twenty years now since our kid came free |
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Oh I remember August '53 |
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But it wasn't quite like they said |
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With that behind you, you can't plan ahead |
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Yes it's the same old story |
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They say you're free, don't worry |
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What they said's not so, they never let you go! |
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Never a word could be heard |
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Not even the sound of a bird |
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Singing it over again, telling a different story |
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Never the same as before |
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See the summer going out by the door |
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And now that you've paid for those lies |
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Get another disguise |
