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Teenage Fanclub/De La Petty/Jeff Lynne

at the speed of love

Hey kids, up
Remember I used to be dope, yeah
I owned a pocket of fame
But look what you're doing now, Well I know, I
I lost touch reality, now my personality
Is an unwanted (ooh yeah)
Can't believe I used to be Mr Steve on the mike
(Six million ways) I to run it
I guess Goldman got mad
Cause I got loose (so loose)
I seen the mother goose with the eggs that to be

Fallin Fallin

You yourself (x4)

Yo pack my bags im out of here
My momma don't love me and my momma don't
Read the papers the say
Washed up got a song (Rock on)
busting while the guitar swings
B-Side copies for the radio (or something)
I I blew the whole fandango
When the drum crew never wore a
Never could be like fake, fish won't bait
Realise that im over like
No lucking so Maze hit the fucking beat
While the teenage fans are
I it to the blues, I pay all my dues
So what's gone dead, let me use my
Easy pack it up man, let me stop
everything I do is like falling

Falling

You played

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