You'll never fumigate the demons
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No matter how much you smoke
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So just say you love me
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For three good reasons
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And I'll throw you the rope
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You don't need it
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Cos you are the survivor
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Of more than one life
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And you're the only lover I had
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Who ever slept with a knife
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But you're not Judy Garland
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Oh Just like me you've never really had a home (of your own)
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But I'm not Tony Hancock baby
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Until the dawn
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We'll stone the crows
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We'll stone the crows
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We'll stone the crows
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And you see I've brought you flowers
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All collected from the Old Vic Stage
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Well I've been sitting here for hour's baby
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Just chasing these words
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Across the page
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Cos you're my Waterloo
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I'll be your Gypsy Lane
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I'm so glad we know just what to do
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And exactly who's to blame
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And you're my Waterloo
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I'll be your Stanley Park
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Well I'm so glad we know just what to do
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And no ones left
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Stumbling around
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Fumbling around
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Tumbling around
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In the dark
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Always in the dark
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You're my Waterloo
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I'll be your Calvary
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Well I'm so glad we know just what to do
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And everyone's gonna be happy
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Everyone's gonna be happy
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Everyone's gonna be happy
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But of course
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You're My Waterloo
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| The Libertines |
