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Back To Black - The Selecter
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Back To Black The Selecter

Back To Black - The Selecter
He left no time for regret
He kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet

Me with my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy

You went on back to what you knew
And so far removed from all that we went through

And I, I tread a troubled track
All my odds are stacked
'Cause I go back to black

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go on back to her
And I go back to

Us
I loved you much
But it's not enough
'Cause you like blow and I like puff
Life is like some pipe
I'm just a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside
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