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Sleeper - Dress Like Your Mother lyrics
Fridays gym and sundays grim He sees an analyst on tuesday morning Shes no happier than him She only likes to hear her own voice talking Oh well have you seen her face Soaked in hype and foolishness They say when you upped and left Your parents didnt even notice 50 years to go ooh la la And it seems to me that youre all dead already Wifey works on style mags Thin girls with bruises in her pictures Halfway down she lost herself I think they call it butterfingers Oh well its a cosy place Occasional domestic flare ups Oh well have you seen her face She actually believes in haircuts You sold your old punk records Read the book instead You lost your sense of humour But you kept the queen is dead You dont look yourself You dress like your mother |
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