O, No You're Not The Same
Your hair was all stick up I love that make-up muck You said your mum was swell But she says you're hell
We drove to the town last night We walked all over and over Someone with hair on his face Was singing in a shelter
There's magic in the skies And all the come on smiles You said we'd get on good Just like people should
O, no you're not the same O, no you're not to blame
Your hair was all stuck up I love that make-up muck You said your life was swell But you give me hell
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