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rosie and the sea

Moving to the city

Was so hard to say farewell

My girlfriends took me drinking at the RSL

And I was flushed with glory

From my [unverified] victory

And everybody tellin' me to tell my story

I went away the very next day

With a headache

Then lost it to the motorway

And I never, ever felt so free

And I go no place that I can be

Thirty weeks of struggle in the city of sin

My boyfriend finished school

He moved up and he moved in

And his pulse comes tattooed

With the name of his crew

And a musical horn is like an 'I love you'

Things are so grim, there's worse gas than him [unverified]

And we won't be together once we've settled in

And I got no place that I can be

And I never, ever felt so free

I don't drink

My pulse will rocket fuel to whoever's next