Let me tell you a story

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About a woman i know. When it comes to lovin, she steals the show. I met her in a smokey room. Spilt wine and cheap perfume. For a smile we could share the nite but she yapped on and on and on and i said maybe, she was gonna be the one that saves me. And after all she lives in the country. She doesn't eat smoke laugh takes herbal baths in the country. She got a pain in her chest so she needs alot of rest in the country. She got hit by a few shells now she walks with a limp. They all want 50 coz his on top. But none of them love him like he loves pop. Can you hear me callin, out your name, im fallin again and i don't know wat to say, its me. Cathy come home now. Its so cold let me in your window and stop the world and let me off, at the marquee in Drumlish. . . Coz i'm Mr Brightside.