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*** Nobody Like You ***
Nobody like you
Can do it so well
Youre talking to me now
While youre looking at my girl
I know that youd be saying something
til the end of time
Its yours to choose
With exaggerated truth
Its down to the local hunting ground
To see whats on offer
Youre telling crap jokes
Followed by your false laughter
I dont wanna trouble
And i dont wanna suffer
But when I try to get away
I bump into another
Standing round the fruit machine
Drinks in hand
You ridicule the women
That are standing round
Reaching out you thought
It was yours to touch and grab
Cos thats what they taught you
In your porno mag
Nobody like you
Tres fantastique
Your claiming to be something
But I know youll never be
You talk of money,
Power, cars & girls
I know your shit is just faery tales
Drink after drink
Flowing thro your veins
Dabs of speed keeps puke away
Hoping that youll last the night
You get plenty of drink in
Then you start a fight
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