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Elle Milano
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Laughing All The Way To The Plank
Job satisfaction, I can't get no My head's about to blow over flat-packed furniture And it's easy to find yourself alone with unpacked furniture
Why don't we find ourselves a home? Cos money waits for no man Big ideas sound best when on your own We could wait, we could tempt fate!
Job satisfaction, I can't take no more Cos darling don't you know I'm showroom furniture And it's easy, like getting your attention We go 'Sex! Sex! Sex! Sex! Sex!'
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And it doesn't really matter if the money runs out because we never want to get out of here!
We don't say much but we say enough I love the chemical equations in the way that we touch And big success is alright at best And I'll see you at the top where I couldn't care less
And I left those dreams in magazines... (If we were blind we'd never get old, we'd never find a way out of this hole) ...under flat-packed furniture!
Don't! Don't clap!
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