Ooh deary me
My little brother's in his bedroom smoking weed
I
Do you think, everything
Everyone, is going mental?
It seems to me
Ooo ooo ooo
Ooo ooo ooo
Friday night, last orders at the
I don't want us to have a fight
But in the
Riding through the city on my bike all day
?Cause the
Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing
Especially when I
Now listen, I think you and me
Have come to the
I've been thinking that you've crossed the line
If you disappear
When you first left me
I was wanting more
But you were
A picture paints a thousand words
As one door closes another
When she was 22 the future looked bright
But she's nearly
When we were growing up you always
Looked like you were
I see you from the sky
And I wonder how long
I don't know much but I know this for certain
And
Look inside, look inside your tiny mind
Then look a bit
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