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Everyday will be fresh
If you leave it in the fridge
It must be worth the money
Otherwise I wouldn't have bought it
It must be worth the money
Believe you can fly
And you will
Fly
It's as simple as that
Now tell me
Did you jump or were you pushed?
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2. |
See You Tomorrow
01:24
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I really really thought she might like me
But I've fallen at the first hurdle
Again
It's fine
I'm great
She only gave me
A verbal
Warning
They say marriage is just a piece of paper
Well I say that about a restraining order
See you tomorrow
Prisons cool it gets a bad rep
There's TV's and computers gonna search you on the net
So see you tomorrow
see you tomorrow
Death by firing squad there's worse ways to go
Before I die please pop by and say hello
It's my last request
It's my last request
So see you tomorrow
I escaped from prison
And I'm starting to get
Into Zen Buddhism
There's no tomorrow
There's no tomorrow
So I'm coming round today
She wasn't in
I hope she doesn't notice
The crowbarred window
Ahh
The crowbarred window
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Mon Fromage
02:30
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Quel dommage
Où est mon fromage
Je rends hommage
à mon fromage
Sacrébleu
Où est ma Soeur
Elle est danseuse
Et un connaisseur
De fromage
Je ne suis pas un raté. Je suis un gagnant qui n'a pas encore gagné.
Je ne sais pas
Où est mon papa
Où que tu sois
Bonne chance
Je ne sais pas
Où est mon papa
La la la
Ma Soeur, mon Papa, mon fromage,
Bon voyage
Ma Soeur, mon Papa, mon fromage,
Bon voyage
Ma Soeur, mon Papa, mon fromage,
Bon voyage
Ma Soeur, mon Papa, mon fromage,
Bon voyage
Partir et ne jamais revenir
Partir et ne jamais revenir
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What a decent fellow
He said he'd pay me back tomorrow
Of all of the things he'd borrowed
And who'd want to live forever
Your wife says she's sorry
Tell her not to worry
If I die owing money
Then I've made a profit
And who'd want to live forever
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do doo do doo
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do do doo dooo doo dooo
He said it's a simple fact
Spend it all before you can't pay it back
And however bad it gets
Even if it get's very bad
You can always go
Far Away
Far Away
If there was anything left to fear
It wouldn't be the things we were scared of
So sit on a bale of straw
And watch the world drift
Far away
And who'd want to live forever
It will work itself out in the end
And if it doesn't it'll be too late anyway
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Carlo Villa England, UK
Carlo Villa is a Kent based singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist. All music is written, recorded, played and produced by him.
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