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You smile something that you like Or how you'd have a life if you did the things you like
Find me and me through corridors, refectories and files You must follow, leave this academic You'll me in the matinee, dark of the matinee It's better in the matinee, the dark of the matinee is mine, yes, mine
So I'm on BBC2 now, telling Wogan how I made it and What I is unclear now, but his deference is and his laughter is My words and are so easy now Yes, it's easy now, yes, easy now
me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files You must follow, leave this factory find me in the matinee, dark of the matinee It's in the matinee, the dark of the matinee
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