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Jacqueline was seventeen, working on a desk when Ivor peered above a spectacle
Forgot that he had wrecked a girl, sometimes these eyes forget the face they're peering from
When the face they peer upon well you know that face as I do
And how in the return of the gaze she can return you the face that you are staring from
Gregor was down again, said come on kick me again, I'm so drunk I don't mind if you kill me
Come on you gutless I'm alive and how I know it but for chips and for freedom I could die
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It's always better on holiday, so much better on holiday
That's why we only work when we need the money
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