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Culture Club - Fat Cat
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Another song of woe Woe sounds like this You say nothings changed, where were you when my world Was spinning into masquerade You claim its just a question of mathematics I shut the door on your amateur dramatics Then you think too much And you talk too much, vicariously Yeah you think too much And you talk too much Every word is substance free Youre the dirt on my collar Youre the hole in my favourite shoe Youre the last dying breath of love Youre the weight that I need to lose And you hurt yourself You say Im deranged, Ill admit to being strange But I just cant stop loving you If the light in your eyes Addiction came as a surprise Didnt think Id be so into you Then you think too much And you talk too much, so carelessly Yeah you think too much And you talk too much Every word is substance free Youre the dirt on my collar Youre the hole in my favourite shoe Youre the last dying breath of love Youre the weight that I need to lose Youre the dirt on my collar Youre the hole in my favourite shoe Youre the last, last dying breath of love Youre the weight that I need to lose Youre the dirt on my collar Youre the hole in my favourite shoe Youre the last dying breath of love Youre the weight that I need to lose
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