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Here I walk, here I walk
Loooking for an angel's wings in the den of the hawk
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Here I am, here I am
With a choice between an also ran and a sunbed tan
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And you thought you'd found your own little look
How I misjuged, how I mistook
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And you thought you'd found the style of your hair
I guess tonight I'll take, I'll take my troubles to
The rocking chair
So I'll take these high heeled shoes
And yes I'll take these traditional views
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I'll take this deep despair of a 30 year old square
To the rocking chair
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Here I sit, here I sit
Looking for a warming smile in a house of cold wit
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Here I stand, here I stand
Torn between the balding drunk and no man's land
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And they'll tell you when you've reached your peak
Where the wulf-whistle rung there's a deafening shriek
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Blowing kisses into the air
I guess tonight I'll take, I'll take these troubles to
The rocking chair
So I'll take these awkward stance
And I'll take this sexless dance
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I'll take this deep despair of a 30 year old square
To the rocking chair
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Am I skinny? A shade too fat?
Mmmm... My friend the cat knows all about that
Am I happy?
(Here I sit, here I sit)
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Just a little sad
(Looking for a warming smile in the house of cold wit)
Mmmm... My friend the cat knows all about that
Am I skinny?
(Here I walk, here I walk)
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A shade too fat?
(Loooking for an angel's wings in the den of the hawk)
My friend the cat knows all about that