Pffffffff -_-'

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I'll tell you a story but you won't listen

It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition

It's the story of a coked-up pansy

Who spent his nights in a flights of fancy

Met two fellas over gin and mixers

They talked for a while he soon got the picture

One was a souped up Soho mincer

The other was a pikey with a knowledge for scriptures

Then the conversation turned evil Talked, talked and talked about people Why did you do it to so many people ?

Stumble left out of the boozer ... (?) ... another life (?) With a half kind of smile and you're looking alright (?)

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Is she m0re beautiful, is she more beautiful

Is she more beautiful than me?

Is she m0re beautiful, is she more beautiful

Is she m0re beautiful than me?

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Un peu Moins d'une semaine - le verdict -

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