Sitting up straight on the back of a bus, Mimiking time as evening turns to dusk Look at the boy with his face on the floor So I have a little smoke to pass the time of day Oh yeah, oh yeah... He's like me, he would do anything to get away I know, can you believe it everyday I know I can't believe in you It means everything and every pound of me Sitting up straight on the back of a bus, Mimiking time as evening turns to dusk Look at the boy with his face on the floor So I have a little smoke to pass the time of day He's like me, he would do anything to get away
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