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Back up the cul-de-sac Come on, do your worst You quit your job again And your train of thought If you could do it all again A little fairy dust A thousand tiny birds singing If you must, you must Please let me know When you've had enough Of the white light Of the dawn chorus If you could do it all again You don't know how much Pronto pronto, moshi mosh Come on, chop chop If you could do it all again Yeah, without a second thought I don't like leaving The door shut I think I missed something But I'm not sure what In the middle of the vortex The wind picked up Shook up the soot From the chimney pot Into spiral patterns Of you, my love You take a little piece Then we break it off It's a bloody racket It's the dawn chorus If you could do it all again Big deal, so what? Please let me know When you've had enough It's the last chance Okay, Corral If you could do it all again This time with style
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