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In Another Life XTC Well, would you want me, in your afternoons If I seduced ya, in your Mills and Boons Well, I'll be the master if you'll be the mate But don't you get those headaches In another life I'll bring your milk tray, from a parachute I'll play the Hollywood hunk, you can dye your roots Or I'll be your Burton if you'll be my Liz And there might be flying pigs In another life That's how we're built, love Don't let it wilt, love I'll take your flat feet Well, if you'll take my habits, it all works out in the end Ah, but in another life... I'll be the stranger, in your horoscope The cheeky builder, calling with his quote Or maybe a Chippendale, on girls' night out Make mine the biggest pouch In another life That's how we're built, love Don't let it wilt, love I'll take your mood swings Well, if you'll take my hobbies, it all works out in the end Ah, but in another life... Well, I'll be your Burton if you'll be my Liz There might be flying PIGS In another life And you'd give up the cigs In another life And beer tastes good in tins Test matches we might win And your mother buys her gin
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(Not quite) Friday music thread on 14:17 - Apr 26 with 693 views
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