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Buzzcocks, The – Raison d’Etre

You’re an awful lot of fun

Forever on the run

You’re my number one

But if you’re not late

Then I guess you never come

You’re always on my side boy

When it comes to playing games of who are we

We never find out why though

That our own raison d’etre we can’t see

You’re an awful lot of fun

Forever on the run

You’re my number one

But if you’re not late

Then I guess you never come

I said blue eyes would suit you

Yes they do oh I knew I would be right

But watch your friends don’t get you

‘Cos if they do I won’t be seeing you tonight

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