Are you still here? Are you the last to leave?....
And is that my laugh cos it doesn’t sound like me?....
I don’t know you or what I’m laughing for ....
You don’t like me and I don’t like you at all....
I should have gone home so long ago…....
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So early in the morning, take turns staring at the
table....
Your dirty fingers smoking all the time....
You’re not a good man and you were not hard to find....
I don’t want to go anywhere with you ....
But I’ll take you home soon cos there’s nothing else to
do....
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And it will come to nothing, nothing, nothing....
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I wont make you happy ....
And I wont make you feel good.....
This is the last place you ever want to be....
Come and sit on my knee....
What have you got for me?....
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Come to nothing....
It will come to nothing....
It will come to nothing....