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сентября 27, 2009

From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen.

Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane Ain’t got time to take a fast train

Don’t they know it’s the end of the world, ‘Cause you don’t love me any more?

Who did you touch when you needed tenderness?

You’re my pride and joy, et cetera

Cross your heart with your living bra.

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