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Yeah
Blind date with the chancer
We had oysters and dry lancers
And check land it arrived
We went dutch, dutch, dutch
A redder shade of neck
On a whiter shade of trash
And this emery board is giving me a rash
But I'm flat out
You're so beautiful to look at
When you cry, "Freeze, don't move"
You've been chosen as an extra in the movie
Adaptation of the sequel to your life
A shady lane, everybody wants one
A shady lane, everybody needs one
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
It's everybody's God, everybody's God
Everybody's God, everybody's God
The worlds collide
But all that we want is a shady la-a-a-ne
Glance, don't stare
Soon you're being told to recognize your heirs
No, not me, I'm an island of such great complexity
Distress surrounds, in the muddy peaceful center of this town
Tell me off
In the hotel lobby right in front of all those bellboys
And the over-friendly concierge
A shady lane, everybody wants one
A shady lane, everybody needs one
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
It's everybody's God, it's everybody's God
Everybody's God, everybody's God
The worlds collide
But all that I want is a shady la-a-a-ane
Thanks, what's up next Bob?