| Yeah she’s been walking down my street
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| Saluting magpies, avoiding cracks at her feet
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| Oh be careful, they can break your back you know
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| And that superstition don’t count for much
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| It’s all in your head and not in your touch
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| If it’s working, I’ll reconsider
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| So what you crying for?
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| You’re a big girl now, no misters come to get ya You’ve been trying
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| But you don’t know how, is it cos they never let ya?
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| No, looks like it’s all too much
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| Your ears are burning, they’re talking about you
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| I know, I know, I know, I know, I know!
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| She don’t need no excuse or alibi
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| No explanation, to grab hold of your eye
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| You wouldn’t even need to know her name
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| But I just can’t work her out at all
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| She sends me round the bend, she drives me up the wall
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| But it’s worth it, I know she means well
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| So what you crying for?
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| You’re a big girl now, no misters going to get ya You’ve been trying
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| But you don’t know how, is it cos they never let ya?
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| No, looks like it’s all too much
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| Your ears are burning, they’re talking about you
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| I know, I know, I know, I know, I know!
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| So what you crying for?
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| You’re a big girl now
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| You’ve been trying
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| But you don’t know how
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| No, looks like it’s all too much
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| Your ears are burning, they’re talking about you
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| I know, I know, I know, I know, I know!
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| I know, yeah I know, oh! |