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The Thrill of It All Lyrics

Takes his alcohol every afternoon at five
It helps him to forget that he don't like bein' alive
He's hard to picture as someone who's friends with anyone
Jesus, let alone a friend of mine
When you get bored of the thrill of it all
You won't be comin' right back to me no more
Baby
When you get bored of the thrill of it all
You won't be comin' right back to me
Cause the door's closed and you ain't gettin' a key.
She rattled when she walked now she don't walk anywhere no more
Whisky with her curds and whey then leaves the tray outside the door
She's hard to picture super keen to finish anything
If inherited ways are worn?

When you get bored of the thrill of it all
You won't be comin' right back to me no more
Baby
When you get bored of the thrill of it all
You won't be comin' right back to me
Cause the door's closed and you ain't gettin' a key.
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