| Couldn’t see my funny side
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| As far as I recall
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| And it didn’t mean much to me Carried on messing round
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| And getting lower every day
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| And then a little while later
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| Looking for a way
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| To get ahead of all the ups and downs
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| On the road, back at home
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| It didn’t matter much to me Running round every corner
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| Walk around every street
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| Running round like a madman
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| Run yourself off your feet
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| Walk about like a zombie
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| Run about like a freak
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| Running round like a maniac
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| Flipping out every week
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| Well I just gotta get away
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| As far as I can go And as long as I don’t see you there
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| Turn around, look again
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| What is happening to me?
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| Well am I getting paranoid
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| Or maybe superstition
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| Is making me feel this way
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| Checking in, checking out
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| I seem to do it every day
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| Running round every corner
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| Walk around every street
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| Running round like a madman
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| Run yourself off your feet
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| Walk about like a zombie
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| Run about like a freak
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| Running round like a maniac
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| Flipping out every week
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| Now I’ve been working on the road
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| As long as I recall
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| And it’s feeling like yesterday
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| Giggling, travelling
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| And getting better every day
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| Well I was getting paranoid
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| Or maybe superstition
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| Was making me feel this way
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| Checking in, checking out
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| I seem to do it every day
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| Running round every corner
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| Walk around every street
|
| Running round like a madman
|
| Run yourself off your feet
|
| Walk about like a zombie
|
| Run about like a freak
|
| Running round like a maniac
|
| Flipping out every week
|
| Running round every corner
|
| Walk around every street
|
| Running round like a madman
|
| Run yourself off your feet
|
| Walk about like a zombie
|
| Run about like a freak
|
| Running round like a maniac
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| Flipping out every week |