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The p***broker Lyrics

As winter bleached the colour from the sun you left the in-laws
And went to buy the things that I'd put in the p***shop window
And you took them home, locked them away
My heart and soul, like china in display
I realised my mistake and hurried to the p***shop window
But where my things had been there was nothing but a shadow
And I became yours as you held the key
My heart and soul no longer belong to me
So now I wash the blood out of the uniforms you wear
And stitch and mend your life up wherever there's a tear
I repay the debt, so one day you'll owe me
And on a night you'll regret, you will hand over the key
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