Intro
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There are things in my wallet I will never use
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I'm the 51st member of a god awful group
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Connected by rain, they said you're all the same
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But I don't know, I don't know if they're telling the truth

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Like a field of rice I've grown out of
An Olympian came to fill the shoes you knew
Oh who can reach the circuits that I could never twist
So now you can cross me off that god damn list

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Cos there's always that someone who'll be easier on your eye
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So forget the politics of living alone and just dance til the morning light

I saw you in the background the other day
On a television see some story grey
You were sat on the steps of the new courthouse
Spinning that wheel, you said you'd show me how

You chased me through a carriage on a train
But I reached the next one before you came
And I pulled out the pin between yours and mine
I kept going, you got left behind

            Am B/C      C                 F              C
Cos there's always that someone who'll be easier on your eye
       Am     B/C         C                     F             G       C   
So forget the politics of living alone and just dance til the morning light

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I heard you were looking for a man to leave
But I can tell you that I'm not the one you need
I'm always three steps behind the dance and the times
Well if I can't change for you, then I won't change for me

Oh as stubborn as it is, as stubborn as I am
I can tell you that there is no pearl in this clam
Or a diamond maybe, I stole its seed
But it was only to try and get you home with me

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When there's always that someone who'll be easier on your eye
      Am      B/C         C                     F             G       C 
So forget the politics of living alone and just dance til the morning light