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I've seen her type before Sandals and the hair They fall in love with big dumb boys And we sit and stare So we walked the long way home Glasses in our hands When the last of the ice is eaten Throw them as far as we can There's a problem, there's no sleepy girl Wrap you in her loving arms There's a lizard on the doorstep And there is music in my head We put the world on hold Two young men growing old Talk of years like lost weekends And the harbour shrugs Cos' Friends are getting fewer And we vow life will be fuller And if the last of our dreams are broken We'll walk the same way home There's a problem, there's no sleepy girl Wrap you in her loving arms There's no sleepy girl Wrap you in her loving arms There's a lizard on the doorstep And there is music in my head There's a gold star on your forehead But there is trouble up a head, Charlie What'll become of us? I had my dreams for the both of us For the both of us You might be unworthy You remember what I remember That’s enough to care You don't fall of the rails Get This Ringtone

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