3rd of June Yello

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[Verse 1]
This is the 3rd of June, 1988
A highly unimportant day
Some aeroplane gliding into one of the bigger clouds over Manhattan
And downtown Broadway, Mr. Tulip, our face in the crowd
The city was slow and tired
The Wall Street boys wearing their ties around their neck
Like boxers' towels after the fight
Mr. Tulip stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber shop
Looked at his face, took off his jacket and stepped on it

[Chorus]
Who's that? What's that? What do you mean?
I'll never know where I lost my dream
Who's that? What's that? Gimme your name
3rd of June, end of game

[Bridge]
No looking to the right
No looking to the left
Lenny is a target and always on track
Lenny is a target and nobody shoots
Lenny is a target, lost the route
Ruins of a child's old fantasy
Ruins of a child was Miami
Lenny is a target and nobody shoots
Lenny is a target, lost the route

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