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I’ve got a picture in my head
In my head
It’s me and you we are in bed
We are in bed
You’ve always been there when I called
When I called
You’ve always been there most of all, all, all, all
(chorus)
This is not hollywood
Like I understood
Is not hollywood
Like, like, like
Get away, get away,
Is there anybody there?
Get away, get away,
Is there anybody there?
Get away, get away, get away, away....
I’ve got a picture in my room
In my room
I will return there I presume
It will be soon
The greatest irony of all
Should do all
It’s not so glamourous at all, all, all
(repeat chorus)
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