When I call you will you tell me what to do
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Cos I've reached a point where I depend on you
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To supply me and rewind me every time that I go down
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On the ground I see a face
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It reminds me of a place I used to go
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With you when I was a boy of seventeen
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At least I think it was, if not somewhere between
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That amount of fun I've not got
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a lot of time to spare
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Everywhere there's people staring
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They think I am wearing funny clothes
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Who knows, where I can go
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For a meal there's a real restaurant in town
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Who knows, where I can go
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For a meal there's a real restaurant in town
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I can see you looking through your little hole
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In a wall just twice the thickness of the sole
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On my shoe, I'm telling you you'd better all that I said
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And be ready to go away
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Anytime today
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When Today
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| Gilbert O'Sullivan |
