So you tell me you're certain about it Sure to tell me you're rid of me How cool can you be Shrugging your shoulders saying you're rid of me That's the way it is So sickly sweet and oh so candy No matter which way it is I'll live in the flat the council gave me
You'd better move on out now Leave town and get on out now
Living with each other only for the sake of it Living in a shack they said was 'handy' Your good looks blew you out and now you want no part of it Suffice to tell me you're rid of me That's the way it is I'll live in the flat that the housing gave me
Look uh get outa here! Get outa here!
You'd better move on out now Leave town and get on out now
Poisoned letters from snakes who died to make it Hung out drying in the cemetery My personality always is a problem Always was and always will be That's the way it is You don't need to understand me No matter which way it is I'll live in the flat that the housing gave me
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