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Call me morbid, call me paleI've spent six years on your trailSix full years On your trailCall me morbid, call me paleI've spent six years on your trailSix full years of my life on your trailAnd if you have five seconds to spareI'll tell you the story of my life: Sixteen, clumsy and shyI went to London and II booked myself in at the Y.W.C.AI said: "I like it here - can I stay?(I like it here - can I stay?)I like it here - can I stay?(I like it here - can I stay?)And do you have a vacancyfor a back-scrubber?"Letras de cancionesShe was left behind, and sourAnd she wrote to me equally dourShe said: "In the days when you werehopelessly poorI just liked you more..."And if you have five seconds to spareI'll tell you the story of my life: Sixteen, clumsy and shyI went to London and II booked myself in at the Y.W.C.AI said: "I like it here - can I stay?(I like it here - can I stay?)I like it here - can I stay?(I like it here - can I stay?)And do you have a vacancyfor a back-scrubber?"Call me morbid, call me paleI've spent too long on your trailFar too longchasing your tail From Letras Mania